I found quitting smoking to be one of the most rewarding experiences of my life. I smoked all through high school, despite playing every sport imaginable and never had a problem. To tell the truth, I have never disliked smoking, but I had a real problem with having an addiction. I first quit in college for 6 months or so only because nobody at my school really smoked. I saw all the guido's standing outside shivering so hard they could barely hold the thing and it made me think I would be better off going to the gym or having a protein shake. This all went really well...until i dropped out.
Then I declared martial law on my body, any healthy enzymes were to be eradicated and replaced with carcinogens. Needless to say, I developed the ability to drink myself sober, forget my middle name on a weekly basis and magically make 25 cigarettes disappear in one night. I was a real role model I tell ya. Finally I made a pact with the tiles on my bathroom floor that I would clean my act up. Unfortunately at this point I had a full blown pack a day addiction and realized I would need some help.
I don't know about you guys, but if you ask me, Zyban should just not be legal. After the first sleepless week of rearranging furniture and polishing wooden spoons I tossed the entire bottle. Relapsed again since working in the service industry it is very common place (anyone who has ever been a waiter or a cook before would know this) as the only break you can really get is if you smoke. Nobody really gets 5 minutes to have a seat and relax, you only stop moving if you smoke. Naturally lots of people who have never smoked before are inclined to try. That's why everytime you go to a nice neighbourhood pub your middle aged waitress likely has yellow fingers and a leatherface, combined with a voice that would make Oscar the Grouch cringe.
It wasn't I got a nasty infection in my throat that I was motivated to put cigarettes down for good. You start to really enjoy fresh air after a week of only being able to drink water, and eat blended fruits. The best part was the doctor having to pop what he called the "big pussy things" that were holding up my tonsils. Then after recovering from the most disgusting taste and intense pain get a half hour lecture on smoking. It wasn't cancer, but it sure scared me away from every picking the sticks up again.
Since then I adopted a policy of doing something positive for myself everytime I crave a smoke. It usually is as little as chewing a piece of whitening gum, the chewing really helps, and the knowledge that there is a little bit of good in it for your teeth helps even more. Also the phrase "an apple a day keeps the doctor away" works even better with dentists. The texture of the fruit will scrub your teeth and massage your gums.
Then, just to be sure that you are REALLY committed to not smoking, find someone (preferably someone you know or at least have bought a drink) that smokes and give them a big sloppy smooch. Once you have done that you are to taste your lips and the entire inside of your mouth...then realize that despite all the cologne and breathmints, that is how you have tasted for all those years.
p.s. bonus points for the guys when their moustache returns to its original colour
cheers