Quitting smoking is NOT like healthy living...
Sunday, March 27, 2011
Since this week is the two year anniversary of my quitting smoking, it has been on my mind a little bit. A former co-worker of mine (we loved to swap stories of our woes with weight) used to tell me "but you quit smoking, that is the hardest thing in the world - this should be easy!" I never felt that was true, but couldn't quite put a finger on it as to why.
I woke up this morning with the answer (for myself, anyway). Quitting smoking is like leaving a bad relationship. It may take a couple of tries, and it can be scary and painful and you may have longings for some time after you leave, but time heals all wounds and the former lover becomes more and more like a dream you once had. Now it is hard to imagine that I ever even smoked, and wow, were cigarettes a passionate love affair for 20+ years!
Healthy living, on the other hand is much more complex - like a marriage. It starts off with passion and zeal and excitement. Eating healthfully and working out make you feel alive and joyful, the world is bright and wonderful - love is in the air! Over time, the bloom of that new love fades and the relationship moves into a new place. I remember my first year of marriage and living together in a small apartment well (for one, it was only 3 years ago!). We learned all kinds of interesting things about each other and ourselves and at times it was frustrating. It also deepened our relationship in ways that when we were in the pre-wedding phase we could never have imagined.
When it comes to healthy living, I am at the beginning of a relationship with myself. I am in love with and passionate about doing things that are good for me. This time around, I am also committed to not breaking up and running away when things have lost a little of their magic. I know that means I have some learning and sharing to do, and that will probably - no, definitely - make me uncomfortable at times. I am committing myself to this relationship, to writing these blogs and getting back up when I fall down. If I can't commit to taking care of myself, who CAN I commit to in life? (More on this topic in the future!)