Ever since i can remember i have tried to avoid coffee, mainly because i was scared straight as a child and decided that i didn't want to be addicted to anything, which was a huge reason why i stopped drinking pop when i was 14. So, of course i had always refused to drink coffee because i didn't want to depend on it...in fact i thought that people who had to drink coffee everyday were weak because they needed that little pick me up and i didn't.......oh how silly i was....
brian and i have started getting up at 6am to work out...we are going to run a 10k...which isn't that far, but we figured we should at least try running 6.4 miles at least once before the race. so...the getting up was a little difficult, but once we got going i was feeling great. we were home by 7am and i was making breakfast, excited to get my day started....and then it hit me...i was soooo freaking tired!
It was only 10am and i felt like taking a nap, but of course the stubborn part of me was like hex no...brian is at work and i am not taking a nap...i am not that weak! but by 11 i was dying...so i had to break down...and drink coffee...and that's what i did in fact i drank 2 cups! and it was amazing! i loved it...in fact...i almost was looking forward to waking up early just so i could drink it....
My D.A.R.E. teacher would be ashamed, but i am admitting to my addiction to coffee...
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