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Originally Posted by Locke
Got it, sorry. 
I quit coffee for the most part because it was really starting to mess me up. It wasnt that I needed coffee or even that early morning pick me up, but it became kind of a habit at work and I loved the taste of it.
I'm the guy that gets tims triple triples, I like sweet coffee, it was my favorite non-alcoholic drink, but the problem was that it was really screwing with my body, I'd drink like 6 to 8 cups of coffee a day, just because it tastes good and its like a drug I could consume at work.
Throw in an irregular heartbeat from massive, massive caffeine consumption and you'll find incentive to quit though. I quit completely for over a year and now I only drink a cup here and there or during emergencies like last weekend. |
It's surprising how addictive coffee is. I'm back to normal now, with one cup in the morning, but there was a time when I consumed ridiculous amounts of coffee. The height of my addiction was in Italy where the culture is to stop for a cafe anytime you ran into someone you knew. So cheap, so quick (as it's just a shot of espresso) and unbelievably addictive. That shot of tar every hour was like friggin heroin. I'd hang around the train station all day filling hostels and going for cafe with the other station rats. Even if I didn't see a friend I'd still go for a shot every hour or so. I swear I'd get little fits like I needed a smoke but for cafe. Even being out and about drinking would go beer - beer - cafe.
At first I thought it was pretty funny how flaming it looked for full grown men to drink out of little girl teacups but it didn't take long before I was converted.