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Quitting Coffee Cold Turkey
March 19, 2008

I have probably written about coffee more than any other topic here on my blog. On one hand, this fact is incredibly sad. On the other hand, it is a testament to the awesome power coffee and its French vanilla goodness have over me. It is also evidence for how incredibly difficult what I am about to do is going to be.

I am quitting coffee. I am quitting it cold turkey.

I know. These statements are probably on par with a vampire swearing off blood or Tom Cruise saying he is giving up crazy pills, but they’re true.

Why? Why am I quitting? Well, it’s simple really. When you combine something as awesome as coffee with someone as awesome as yours truly, there is an awesome overload. And when the overload wears off, you fall hard off the awesome mountain. Very hard.

Going on three or four weeks now, by mid-afternoon each day my energy is gone. Being awesome from nine in the morning to six in the evening is hard work. By seven o’clock, I’m ready for bed.

When my #1 Dad mug is in my hand and coffee is touching my lips, I feel great. But that’s the problem. I can’t drink coffee all day long. For one thing, I’d never again be able to fall asleep. For another, when I drink more than four cups of coffee I gain superpowers. I have enough on my plate to deal with without having to worry about setting co-workers on fire when I sneeze.

My only recourse is giving up coffee. Only then will I be able to break my caffeine addiction. Only then will I cease being sluggish by mid-afternoon. Only then will my body revert to its normal state of awesomeness.

Your support in this endeavor is appreciated. No doubt, I will probably be grumpy for a while. My writing will likely reflect it. Try to be patient when I inevitably write a series of “why is everyone in the world so darn annoying” rants in the coming weeks.

It’s not going to be easy. As I write this, my head is pounding. I’m not exactly sure what caffeine does, but I’m pretty sure without it your head caves in.

Thankfully, I have a thick skull.

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