Say hello to Julia Kouyoumdjian. She's athletic, she's 19, she goes to NYU, and she's the Post's face for the hundreds of thousands of New York women who have quit smoking in the wake of Mayor Bloomberg's "Let Me Tell You How To Live Your Life" campaign. While she claims her decision to abstain has nothing to do with Bloomberg's wagging finger, Julia is a pretty perfect representative of nicotine resisters: She decided to stop because it was interfering with her workouts. But it gets better!

For Kouyoumdjian, a sophomore who said she began smoking last year to fit in better with the college scene, kicking the habit was no big deal - no hypnosis, patch or nicotine gum, just old-fashioned willpower.

"I just quit," said the L.A. native, a poli-sci and foreign-relations major.

Your Gawker editor, who has now been smoking for twenty-one years of his life and is so averse to exercise that he takes a taxi to the subway, is inspired by this heroine: After all, if someone who puffed at parties for nine months can kick the cancer sticks without any help, surely anyone can do it.

IT 'WORKS OUT' WELL FOR THIS FITNESS BUFF [NYP]