For 44 years I have been a non-coffee drinker. In fact, I've taken quite a bit of pride in declaring that I don't drink coffee, and have enjoyed the shocked looks on people's faces. And truthfully, I don't take in caffeine in any way, with the exception of some occasional dark chocolate. No pop, no black tea (I only drink peppermint), no coffee. I'd only ever drunk coffee twice in my life - once when I was 12, and my family were volunteers at the Pope's visit in Toronto, where it was so cold and miserable and raining cats and dogs, that even the children were being given coffee to keep them warm, and once when I was in University, and I had one of those exam weeks from hell where all 5 exams were within the first 3 days of the exam period.
Then two weeks ago, April happened. :) And Galveston. And a 15 hour car ride the day after the race. And she introduced me to the White Chocolate Mocha at Starbucks. MMMMM. Non-fat and no whip, of course. And a few days later I had another one. And another one a few days after that. I was worried. I'd now officially drank more coffee in 10 days than I had drunk in my entire life. <GASP>. "when do I officially have to stop claiming to be a non-coffee drinker" I asked my wise teacher. "Once you start drinking latte's you are a coffee drinker". Problem is, I looked up the calorie count to that oh so good WCM from starbucks. Even nonfat nowhip, it was an ungodly 350 calories. Holy Mackerel! So yesterday, on my 44th birthday, which also happened to be Friday the 13th, it happened. I officially crossed over to the Dark Side when I ordered a Grande Non-fat Latte. I am now a coffee drinker.
Hello, my name is Katrina, and I now drink coffee.
So my ride for the day is finished. As I was showering, I found myself thinking how nice it would be to have a latte waiting for me. Yikes! Perhaps life is about to get better - after all, people keep telling me life is better with coffee.
I think I need some java.
Happy training!
Kat
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