- Never go to Disneyland
- Gnaw off my thumbs
- Only ever be able to clap with my feet
- Be banned from every club or bar in New Zealand
Shit the bed
- Only ever have a single bed for the rest of my life
This coffee thing is proving difficult. I haven’t quit coffee; don’t be absurd. The purest form of this fast dictates you avoid coffee and black tea however, I have made the decision to cling on to my caffeine addiction by allowing myself one black coffee per day. I think this is fair and I’ll tell ya why.
I am a die hard double-shot-flat-white-no-sugar (I’m sweet enough) drinker. I’ve stopped drinking coffee once before and it was a week of absolute hell destroying fury. Last year I witnessed my Mum doing this fast and she was like a banshee without her daily fix.
So now I drink long blacks. No, I won’t just have a soy flat white! This fast is about sacrifice so I’m going to have my coffee but I sure-as-sugar won’t enjoy it.
This morning it took me 1hr 30mins to finish my coffee. Firstly, what kind of person can drink a long black straight away? It comes out way too hot to handle and by the time its cooled all the crema has gone.
Secondly, I don’t like the way it tastes. Sip by sip I get it down because I know I’ll regret it if I don’t.
I haven’t been as hungry as I’d anticipated and I don’t have much of an appetite at the moment. This is totally a blessing and I ain’t complaining!