Today I travelled on business as a non-smoker for the first time in my 14-year career! I’ve got to say it was quite enjoyable (although the exit row aisle seating probably helped) in the sense that I wasn’t out huffing down three cigarettes while cutting things too close before takeoff so as to spend as little time as possible in the (gasp!) place-of-no-smoking-we-call-an-airport. No, it was nothing like that at all. I slept well (I’ve been sleeping much better), arrived at the airport early, got to the gate with plenty of time to spare, and didn’t fret one bit as we all sat there waiting for takeoff. When I arrived I didn’t sprint for the exit to get a fix. I strolled directly to the waiting rental car (Hertz Club Gold FTW) and drove to the completely smoke-free Hilton.
It’s these little things that are fun and interesting to me right now.
Tonight I ate an incredibly overpriced meal at the hotel restaurant, but I was able to taste it. I had alcohol for only the second time since quitting (the first time was Sunday when I had sushi and sake with a friend) – the wine tasted good and the scotch after dinner was really good.
Time for bed. Here’s the steak:
