Now approaching Hour 36 without caffeine.
I decided it was high time for a detox when I felt sleepy, drank a triple cappuccino to wake up, and was still dragging.
This is not good. Especially when the triple came from The Fourth Coast, which are notorious for making strong drinks. I was drinking between one and three coffees or coffee drinks a day — morning, 3pm and 9pm, usually homemade in my cute little steam-driven Krups not-quite-real-cappuccino-maker.
I’m surprisingly fine. No headaches yet, and I feel great, if a little unfocused. I did go to bed at 11pm last night, which is about two hours early, no doubt because I didn’t have my usual evening coffee. I figure it’s just my bod finally returning to a normal cycle after hyperdrive.
Of course, this is just to reset my tolerance, so that I don’t need so much for it to be effective. I figure I’ll be slave to the bean again in another two weeks.
Janer! That’s crazy talk! Coffee is good for you! Prevents all sorts of plumbing problems! Makes you rugged! Wins lotteries!
Good luck with the detox, even if it’s only a short break. Although I never get headaches, I would never voluntarily part with my coffee for a single day given the choice.
Or, as I learned back in Catholic High School when I approached Fr. Leon who was enjoying a mug of black coffee and said, “You know coffee is bad for you.”
He just smiled back at me warmly and said, “I’m a priest. Please let this be my one vice.”
I can get behind that. 🙂