A few years ago, I was your typical office-worker: stressed out, uneven energy, overweight, and inconsistent complexion. Now I'm just your typical 28-year old urban hunter-gatherer on a quest to be healthy, and having a few adventures along the way. See my full bio.
Here are my remaining cigarettes, just shy of a full pack, floating in a bowl of water. (That's nearly $15 in NYC.) My buddy Zander called me up and wouldn't get off the phone until I destroyed them.
Here's one commenter:
"People start smoking. Some people carry on, some get hooked. But NONE of them thought they would get addicted when they started."
In college, I would smoke socially, when I drank. But I rarely bought my own pack of cigarettes. The few times I did, it was usually during exams or some other stressful period. And I would end up smoking too many, and get a sinus infection. So that was always a limiting factor to getting hooked. Kinda of like how celiacs, who are sensitive to gluten, have to avoid gluten grains -- to their ultimate benefit. Sometimes a weakness is a strength.
So what's the paleo alternative? Chewing coca leaves?