Jeffrey Hall5 said:It’s always some non-smoker trying to lecture a smoker, acting like they know everything by doing all that math—you smoke this much a day, a pack costs this much, so over a year or ten years, you could have easily bought yourself a Mercedes. So then the smoker just looks at them and asks, "Do you smoke?" They say no, and the smoker hits them with, "Well, where's your Mercedes then?"
Honestly, all these petty complaints and people trying to act superior is what really gets me, because why even bother with that kind of hostility? If someone wants to do something, let them live their life.
But here is the cold, hard truth, and I’m speaking from direct experience: the second I quit smoking, it was immediately obvious in my lung capacity and how I handled hills.
I used to go driving with a buddy quite often, and we had the exact same smoking history, but just two years ago, I was gasping for air every single time we hit an incline. I felt lighter, so that's basically why. Fast forward a year later, I haven't touched a cigarette in months, and I'm leaving him in the dust at the very first mile while he's practically wheezing just to keep up with me.
It’s the same story when I called over two buddies to help me lug a ton of cement up to the second floor of a house; both of them are smokers. The bags were only about fifty pounds each, and we figured we'd knock it out quickly so we could get back to grabbing beers and hanging out, but they went up those stairs three times and completely burned out.
When I'm driving on flat ground, there isn't much of a noticeable difference, but the moment I start heading up a hill, you see exactly how much things have changed.