I was a 1-1.5 PAD smoker for about 24 years. On February 9th of this year I was introduced to the eGo by a local vendor with a stall at a flea market (thanks Brenda at Misty Mountain Vapors!) who graciously spent about 45 minutes of her time explaining this whole "vaping" nonsense to me. I was instantly intrigued at the prospect of trading in my nasty cigarettes for this cleaner, healthier alternative and, truth be told, I had been entertaining the notion of quitting for some time. Even so, I could still feel a gnawing urge to hurry this little encounter along so I could get back to my car and light one up.
Once I had been shown the basics of handling and using the eGo device, I was offered a spot at the tasting bar. I had been walking around the market for about an hour, so I was really, really craving a cigarette at this point. The first juice I tried was a chocolate strawberry. Then I tried the Summertime. Then I tried the Fire in the Hole. Then I tried four or five others. Or maybe six or seven.
At some point in the midst of all my puffing I suddenly realized that I didn't want a cigarette anymore. My mouth tasted of strawberries and coconut and cinnamon, and yet... I didn't want a cigarette, but... holy hell I was buzzing like a 15 year-old with one of mom's pilfered Pall Malls! What sort of voodoo was this woman peddling?! And so, without further ado (trust me, there was absolutely ZERO ado), I purchased my trusty eGo starter kit, complete with two eGo-C 1100mAh batts and a couple of CE5 clearos. I also got 3 of my favorite juices, filled a clearo with one of them (with Brenda's kind instruction), and happily vaped that sucker all the way back to the parking lot.
On February 9th, 2013, approximately 2 hours before I bought my very first PV, I had already smoked my farewell cigarette without even realizing it. I understand my results are probably far from typical, but I wanted to share my story with everyone here nevertheless. At this point, a mere 2 and 1/2 weeks later, I literally feel like I have a new lease on a healthy life. Every day I wake up, I feel 10% better than the day before. My taste buds are alive again, my sense of smell has returned, I can take a deep breath in the morning without feeling pain in my chest, my energy levels are through the roof...
I'm done with cigarettes. Not because they were killing me, not because I felt like I had to... but simply because this is better on every conceivable level. There's a half pack of stale Winston lights sitting right here in front of me, the very same pack I had in my car that day at the flea market. I pick it up from time to time, flip it open, and smell it. And it stinks. It stinks just like I used to. I'll throw it away eventually, but for now I'm having way too much fun blowing delicious rings of fragrant vapor at it.
I think Mel Gibson said it best as William Wallace: "..."
Well, yeah, I think ya'll get it. Happy to be here. ;-)
Once I had been shown the basics of handling and using the eGo device, I was offered a spot at the tasting bar. I had been walking around the market for about an hour, so I was really, really craving a cigarette at this point. The first juice I tried was a chocolate strawberry. Then I tried the Summertime. Then I tried the Fire in the Hole. Then I tried four or five others. Or maybe six or seven.
At some point in the midst of all my puffing I suddenly realized that I didn't want a cigarette anymore. My mouth tasted of strawberries and coconut and cinnamon, and yet... I didn't want a cigarette, but... holy hell I was buzzing like a 15 year-old with one of mom's pilfered Pall Malls! What sort of voodoo was this woman peddling?! And so, without further ado (trust me, there was absolutely ZERO ado), I purchased my trusty eGo starter kit, complete with two eGo-C 1100mAh batts and a couple of CE5 clearos. I also got 3 of my favorite juices, filled a clearo with one of them (with Brenda's kind instruction), and happily vaped that sucker all the way back to the parking lot.
On February 9th, 2013, approximately 2 hours before I bought my very first PV, I had already smoked my farewell cigarette without even realizing it. I understand my results are probably far from typical, but I wanted to share my story with everyone here nevertheless. At this point, a mere 2 and 1/2 weeks later, I literally feel like I have a new lease on a healthy life. Every day I wake up, I feel 10% better than the day before. My taste buds are alive again, my sense of smell has returned, I can take a deep breath in the morning without feeling pain in my chest, my energy levels are through the roof...
I'm done with cigarettes. Not because they were killing me, not because I felt like I had to... but simply because this is better on every conceivable level. There's a half pack of stale Winston lights sitting right here in front of me, the very same pack I had in my car that day at the flea market. I pick it up from time to time, flip it open, and smell it. And it stinks. It stinks just like I used to. I'll throw it away eventually, but for now I'm having way too much fun blowing delicious rings of fragrant vapor at it.
I think Mel Gibson said it best as William Wallace: "..."
Well, yeah, I think ya'll get it. Happy to be here. ;-)
This makes me wonder how common the 15 yr old's encounter with mom's Pall Malls really is, cause I been there, done that, too!
