Day 60 Smoke-Free and Fig Power

Today is Chantix Day 72 and Smoke-free Day 60. I like numbers ending in a zero.

I continue to either find crazy fruit to try, like the pluots awhile back, or sometimes it finds me. Today, it was a fig. My only knowledge of figs was that it was old, like bible days old, that somehow the leaves can be sewn into clothing and that figs were probably somewhere in the family tree of Fig Newtons, which I like. Nothing prepared me for what they actually look like or how it feels to hold or press on one or, most especially, the scary surprise when you bite into one. I won't ruin the surprise, but if you don't know, then it's, well surprising.

Apparently figs are very fabulous in the nutrition department, fiber in particular, but the reason I was offered a fig today along with a snippet of a newspaper article about figs was not for concern about my regularity by someone who barely knows me. Instead, the reason had to do with what the article said about figs, the same as what this site had this to say about figs:

And because of its high alkalinity it has been mentioned as being beneficial to persons wishing to quit smoking.

Plenty of other websites say similar (raisins and almonds and other stuff, too, if you are curious), so maybe there is something to it, maybe not, but no harm either way because figs are crazy nutritious. If I'm ever again given the gift of a fig (not likely since it took 35 years for the first one), I'll probably eat it, but I won't likely be seeking them out for purchase on my own because they are just... different and hard to look at inside. Whether the many virtues of the mighty fig actually affect this non-smoking thing I have going or not doesn't matter as much as the fact that someone offered it to me just in case it would. And *that* kind of support when it comes least expected is always a good, good thing.

This is not even remotely what I intended to post about this morning, and yet, that's what fell out of my now figgy head.