After our morning drive around the great town of Boise yesterday, we settled into the RV. I had finished my Pumpkin Spice latte and 30 minutes later remembered why I don’t drink caffeine.
Because I scare people.
What am I saying?
I scare myself.
As a person who has been officially diagnosed with ADD in highschool I have never had an issue with my energy level. If you had known me in either high school or College, you may have incorrectly assumed I was either on speed or tons of caffeine.
Even now, once I am up and going, my energy level is fairly high. I drink a lot of water and occasionally, almond milk. But water is my go-to drink. My energy level remains fairly even keel throughout the day. When I stick to good-ole H2O, my energy doesn’t take a nose-dive at 2:oo in the afternoon.
I have tried to adopt the coffee habit. I love the smell of it in the morning, but if I’m being honest, unless it has a boat-load of cream AND sugar, I am not a fan of the strong, bitter, or bland after taste. My father in law makes fun of me, and he’s right…he always says, “you’re not drinking coffee…you drink cream and sugar with a hint of coffee”.
It’s been months since I’ve had caffeine… and because of yesterday, I remember why. I get the jitters. It feels like my heart is going to pound out of my chest. I actually put my two fingers up to my neck to see if my pulse was as elevated as I thought it was. I broke out into a sweat and couldn’t get my hands to stop shaking. I came up with about 10 things we could do for the morning (like that’s ever going to happen. 2 things maybe. 3 is pushing it.)
My mind was going 50 miles an hour in a 25 mph speed zone. When we got in the car to grab lunch at the Noodles and company Restaurant, I was actually afraid I was gong to get into an accident. I had trouble focusing on my lane…I felt so out of control. And I absolutely abhor the feeling of being out-of-control.
I was relieved when we returned to the RV unscathed. I tried to settle my nerves by drinking a liter of water, but only after 4 hours, did my energy begin to wane. And that’s what I mean by my “annual” cup of Pumpkin Spice Latte from Starbucks. One tastes so good going down but scares the crap out of me for the rest of the day. I will be fine, until next year in October…when I forget the side effects of caffeine and buy myself another tall pumpkin spice latte.