I’m pleasantly surprised I made it as long as I have without coffee. It’s been 10 LONG days. Now, I’m on my way to San Francisco with the cold, crisp air and wet holiday season. Just look at that photo: it SREAMS coffee. I think it’s time to indulge.
Now that my coffee fast is officially over I can be a little retrospective. I did not suffer from crippling headaches. But I have had this persistent (yet minuscule) annoyance, which I now think could have been one long headache. Funny right?
I was ridiculously tired and brain dead the first couple days — like I was starring in my own zombie apocalypse.
Then came the cranky behavior. Every little thing people did annoyed the bejeezus out of me. And those things that normally piss me off were magnified to the nth degree: cutting me off on the freeway, holding elevator doors open, not returning my “good morning” salutations during morning jogs. Bullshit. All of it.
With the return of coffee, I’d be interested to see if my mood improves.
It’s a sad day to realize you have a problem, and sadder still when that problem is something as innocuous as drinking too much coffee. This black tar has become my go-to drink. I’ll drink more cups of coffee than water in a given day. That’s just not right.
So I’m weaning myself off for a good minute.
Today is my first non-coffee day. There’s no deadline or timeline, though I’d like to make it a full week. I’ll report back any health, mood or behavioral changes experienced …