Oh right, yes this is a blog about nicotine addiction and we got side-tracked, and will again ;)
My brain is loving the nicotine hit I get from the gum, I didn't have a cigarette the whole time I was at work. There was one with the coffee this morning, and I'm having a couple of relaxing ales now I'm back home. When I want my beer to taste like mint, I'll quite happily shoot myself, OK?
But it is promising. A couple of times tonight I was chewing away and wanted to reach for a ciggie. There's a sort of subconscious impulse to put hand to mouth and take a drag, and when it happened I chomped a new piece of gum... Oh yeah baby! You know the way I like it!
There's just one left in this packet now, so it probably won't quite make the week. I considered telling myself "Don't buy a pack tomorrow. If you can hold out till Wednesday you've won!", but this sets up a game I'm destined to lose, so I'll ignore that little voice. The "make one pack last two weeks" game can wait for another day. I'm almost 3 weeks into this exercise, and 'the impulse' is suprisingly rare.
Observation: habits are not broken; they dissolve.
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