On Monday I came into the office planning to give up coffee.
Not for good, just for a week or two. For the past couple of years my routine has been to have three or four cups a day. As far as I know that’s not a health risk, but I figured a break wouldn’t hurt. At the very least, it’ll give the caffeine a stronger effect again.
After about an hour into Monday, my boss’ boss walked into my office. My boss is out this week due to a death in the family. On Tuesday he was to give a presentation to one of our organizations’ donors. I was asked to fill in for him.
I had never given the presentation before. But I have seen my boss give it once, I know the material well, and I enjoy public speaking. So I said yes.
Immediately, I felt it was a bad week to be giving up coffee.
I spent most of Monday rehearsing. Despite a few small hiccups, the presentation went well on Tuesday.
I still wish I had had some coffee in me.
Last night I played pickup basketball. Normally the gym where I play is fairly crowded and it’s hard to get in more than two or three games. Last night I played five games. It was great fun.
This morning, I could use a cup of coffee.