Get Out Of My hEaD!!!

Good morning all. Hope everyone had a superb weekend and are raring to go this fine Monday morning. Yep, that's right....PMS seems to be gone and my hormones are returning to their normal goofy state. What a ride. Nobody died. It's all good.

This morning I have a little theory about the whole Champix experience that I would like to share with you. Before I went on this crazy little drug, I read through several medical articles about how this drug actually works. Yes, I actually did a bit of research before subjecting myself to the ultimate unknown. I can be responsible....really. I can if I try hard. Anyways, in a nut shell, Champix blocks the receptors in your brain which are stimulated by nicotine, and do not allow them to provide you any pleasure - they no longer allow dopamine (mans best friend) to be released when smoking. Okay, seems pretty logical and self explanatory right?

So, here is my theory. I happen to like dopamine. I like to have happy days that seem to come from nowhere, and allow me to smile at the shit head who stole my parking spot, or the asshole at the (painfully slow)Timmies drive-thru window (who definitely did not have enough coffee herself). I won't go there...bygones. Where was I? Oh yes, I like to be happy. Okay, so if I was going to be "cut off" from the dopamine (happy) I was getting from cigarettes, I would have to find it somewhere else right? I LIKE dopamine. I WANT dopamine. I NEED dopamine to function in this fucked up world! So, now the zinger...I have found a way to GET dopamine from something other than cigarettes; and yes, it is legal. RUN! No really, that's the answer.....RUN! Run like the wind Bulls Eye! RUN, RUN, RUN! I know, I know, who the hell can run after smoking for 20 some odd years right? YOU CAN! Do it.

Yes, it hurts to run right now, but it is SO worth it. I can not tell you how good I felt after running last night. My body hurt all over, but I was blissfully sore. DOPAMINE I LOVE YOU. That is my theory. I believe that in order to keep the side effects of this dirty little drug at bay, I HAVE to run. Exercise releases dopamine...my very good friend that allows me to not kill anyone while tackling this addiction. It's the magic key with so many benefits. Now with saying that, I leave you with this thought: Thoughts are only thoughts -  they are not facts. RUN!