Smoking that is…

With the smoking ban in place, I decided that now is as good as time as any. I have heard so many stories from friends about their friends or family dying of lung cancer it scares the daylights out of me. It was Chris Whitley’s recent death from lung cancer (a musician I admire) that reminded me, along with a persistent cough, that it is time. Peter Jennings death heated the thoughts up not so long ago, and the constant nagging from Keith Olberman (one of my favorite shows) hasn’t let me off the hook yet. But it isn’t just lung cancer. My good friend Duncan Pryce (another talented musician) recently had major surgery to repair an ailing heart. It was in part attributed to 30 plus years of smoking.

Statistics show that I am not out of the woods by quitting now. I still may develop problems later in life. But I still have my health, and I am still active in winter sports, and can still run 2 miles nonstop… so I like my odds better now than say quitting 10 years down the road.

If you are a smoker, and pissed off about the smoking ban initiative, don’t be. I know that the proponents may seem like the anti-smoking Nazi’s and infringing on your rights, but their hearts are in the right place.

So join in! I will keep a log here of my daily antics so you can laugh at me. I distinctly remember the last time I quit (for 2 months) the insatiable desire to give other drivers the finger, snap at my kid and generally be a moody jerk. I am going to lecture him tonight that if Daddy is being an jackass, he needs to laugh and point. It will be my reminder of why I am doing this. For myself and my boy.