[yorkietalkjilly]

That treadmill was likely the secret of my success. When I got off that thing after 45 minutes of huffing and puffing, the LAST thing my body craved was nicotine. It craved oxygen oxygen oxygen and water. When done walking, I would drink and drink and then go shower and usually lie down and go to sleep. Sometimes I would get bubblegum in my mouth and walk and chew and walk and blow bubbles and walk and walk and walk. It sure beats sitting around and feeling that craving. Oh, and pump up the music or watch TV while you are doing the walking to keep your mind busy.

I think my body finally told its nervous system to "SHUT UP with the NICOTINE cravings! Everytime you do that she works my butt off and I'm dog tired! No kidding, at home or after a meal if I thought "cigarette" my next action was "treadmill", even if I was at work. I'd take a potty break and go climb stairs instead. I think the Pavlov's dog response finally kicked in and my nervous sytem finally said "forrrrrrrr - get it" to nicotine. It was kinda like being zapped with electric current or hearing a terribly shocking sudden loud noise each time I thought of smoking - got zapped with 45 mins. of hard, hard work or climbing stairs! And I didn't get to pee that much so that hurt. On the treadmill, I would turn that thing up anytime a cigarette thought would flit into my mind until all I could think of was AIR. Air. Air. Finally the cigarette association was so bad to my system it stopped asking for a smoking session and let me be. The craving just stopped. One day, I realized it had been a long time since I had wanted a cigarette and as soon as that thought hit my mind, my body and brain groaned at the thought! But that time, it was a BAD thought. I didn't want one - I recoiled at the thought! My body said "No way no time no how" to that thought. That's how it changed for me. I hope it works that way for you. I'm convinced it was an answer to prayer. Rom. 8:28