Fat Ninja

So I quit smoking again. I say again because this isn’t the first time I’ve quit. But I know that with some willpower and the support of my friends and family, this will be the last time I quit. I just got fed up with feeling like utter crap. It was getting to be unbearable.

I’d start my morning out feeling tip-top. I’d walk the dogs, have some toast, sit on the back porch and drink a cup of tea in the crisp morning air and feel fantastic. Then the craving would kick in, like a petulant child, pestering me. So I’d cave and light up.

Right away I’d feel awful. My chest would get heavy, I’d get really tired, and just feel altogether sluggish. Well, I’ve had enough of that. I’m on day three and going strong.

Luckily, a recent upping of my ear-ring gauge has me in too much discomfort to really think about cigarettes. I didn’t believe the warnings about how tough it was to go from a 2 gage to a 0 gage, let me tell you. I started to put them in last night while we were out shopping, but I just couldn’t manage to get them in all the way.

I finished the job at home later that night, and I have to say it was excruciating. It literally felt like my ear lobes were just going to straight up split up the middle. After a lot of wincing and a great deal of huffing and puffing, I got them in.

Since then my ear lobes’ve  just been throbbing as they slowly adjust to the new gage (They’re throbbing as I type this). I can barely move the ear rings due to the sharp stabbing pain it elicits, but I’ve recently just been gritting my teeth and rotating them to help them with the adjustment.

Every gage I’ve gone down has reportedly been my last, but everytime I always go one more. It’s funny, because when I started this, I didn’t think it would be so “addictive”, but it really is. Every time I think I’m done, I’m not. But then again, none of them have hurt so much as this one. We’ll see. For now, I’ll stick to a 0 gage.

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