Resolution #4 Update: Goodbye Sweet Tobacco Goodness

Once again, I have been woefully short on ideas about which to write on this now sad blog. It's been nearly an entire month that I've deprived my one follower of bathroom reading. Allow me to apologize. Moving along, I actually do have something today. It's rather monumental. I'm going on my second week without a cigar. Shocking, I know. There is some explanation to this temporary loss of insanity. First of all, I am given the subtle reminder by my wife that I should be healthier, so short of ingesting more leafy greens, it has been highly recommended to me that I should also ingest fewer toxins. I guess that's good advice. Second,  since Renae and I plan to run a half marathon this August and since I already loathe running like I do romcoms, I should try to take measure to make the task less painful. Though I like to rationalize and tell myself that I don't smoke nearly enough to make running more difficult (hard to make it more difficult in my already Jabba like running pace), I'm sure that I'll see a difference once I allow a couple of months to go by smoke-free.

Needless to say, my timing sucks. The weather is changing, barbequeing will soon ensue and I'll yearn to have a stogie with my friends. Why didn't I think of this during the winter, when I was still lighting up in the freezing cold? It'd be far less difficult to make the transition. So, I hear that when you stop smoking, you put on weight by replacing it with more eating. I also hear that when you marathon (or half marathon) train, you stop dropping pounds. Essentially, then, I'll be punishing myself by not enjoying a good cigar on a perfect summer evening, beating up my feet and legs while trying to get to the 13 mile mark and last of all having any weight loss benefits of training cancelled out by my increased food consumption. Please explain to me how this plan is any good. Nevertheless, it is going forward. Renae seems to be a fan.