Day 61. Another day full of quit for me....
Riding over to New Smyrna to eat lunch with parents and daughter. In the past this meant grabbing a dip on the water somewhere. Not just a dip - a ninja dip (I could never allow my daughter to see something this filthy and disgusting right?). I was never a ninja dipper until my daughter came along. She is 5 and she is likely the only person I have known as an adult that never knew I dipped. Let me say this....if you are doing something that you need to hide from the most important person in your life (like I did for 5 years) then you need to re-evaluate that something. OK...Getting a little sidetracked....
The point is, today I will hang out in the sun, watch the boats, drink a couple cold ones, laugh, smile, and enjoy life. Now I ask you how does spitting black slime, ruining your teeth (mine are hardly what I call white), being sneaky, and possibly getting cancer add to this experience? The answer my friends is that it doesn't. It makes it worse. That is one of the reasons I have embraced the quit so well - I fully understand that dipping makes any siituation worse - even the good ones that you associate dipping with. It does not enhance good times. It makes them worse. It makes them worse in such small incremements that you dont even notice. But it does so just the same.
I don't miss that lying poison for one second.
I am the Mt Everest of quit.
I am a bad mfer. I'm quit.