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Day 23 on which I share my real reasons



In February of 2014, I quit smoking for the last time.

Yeah, yeah, I know, what was I doing smoking in the first place yadayadayada…let’s call it a 5 year long self-destructive phase following the life-shattering implosion of an extremely long, intense, and, as it turned out, betrayal-filled and toxic relationship. And I gained 50 pounds in the 2 years after I quit, so I think I’ve been punished enough.


Anyway, smoking was something I really, really didn’t want to stop doing. Not only did I enjoy it, but I was also clinging to it as a sort of statement that I had to do a lot of things for other people, but there was this one thing I was going to do DESPITE them.

So quitting came not only with a lot of dread attached, but with the feeling that I didn’t have a lot of great reasons to stop (I should maybe mention that I was in a low-grade depression for a lot of that post-breakup time, and “It’s going to kill me” didn’t actually resonate with me as a reason to give it up back then). So the week before I quit, I wrote a list of 50 reasons that I WANTED TO (not should) quit, and I read them every day during that awful first 6 weeks to get me through the withdrawal process.

That worked so well that I wrote a similar list the day before I started #100DaysofHealth. One of the pieces of my morning ritual is to re-read this list daily. Although I haven’t been seriously tempted to go back to my old ways so far, I am coming up on day 30 (which is the end of my no-alcohol no-refined carbs 30 day challenge), and, based on past experience, that’s potentially a dangerous time when carb creep makes an occasional indulgence a daily problem.

It occurred to me that I’d never shared this list, so I’m doing it today. Here goes:

Top 10 reasons to focus on my health

1.       To live with health and vigor into my 2nd century. I have a lot I want to accomplish, and it’s just going to take a lot of time. I have to live long, and prosper, to do those things.
2.       Health = energy = ability to work, play, accomplish tasks on a day to day basis. My health touches my abilities in everything else
3.       My cholesterol is too high, and that's not safe. A heart attack or stroke could derail me quickly and permanently, and I don’t want to be put on drugs that control the cholesterol but slowly kill me in other ways
4.       For that matter, I don’t want to be on a lot of drugs with a lot of side effect for other things  related to being overweight or bad diet, either
5.       The best research we have says that the only effective current intervention for dementia is real food and exercise. Well, and being social, but one problem at a time. It’s becoming clear that there’s also some link between high cholesterol and dementia, and diabetes and dementia, and I’m predisposed to both, so…
6.       I refuse to accept the idea that aches and pains &tc are normal/ok/expected as we age. I have no intention of feeling anything except good, no matter how old I get
7.       I complain that I have few friends/acquaintances who make their health a priority, and yet I am not a friend/acquaintance who makes health a priority. I can stop being an accomplice and start being a role model
8.       There are a lot of adventures I still want to have and most of them involve being able to MOVE. I never want to have to say “I’m not in good enough shape to [learn to surf/hike Europe/spend a month at yoga camp…]”
9.        No one wants to hear about an 80-year old’s great sex life, but I want to be an 80-year old with a great sex life. That takes 2 things: living to 80 and being able to attract guys young enough to have hot sex. Or girls, who knows how things might change in the next 40 years.
10.   Be able to find clothes I like and that look good on me easily.

Hey, I didn’t say all my reasons were are deep ones.

But they are inspiring to me, and it takes a great why to do the work to accomplish great things, no matter what great things we're talking about. Agree with them or not, these are mine.

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