What happened when I gave up coffee for one week
Like I was telling you before, I’m on the internet all the time googling something or other. In all my googling, I kept coming across the topic of giving up or taking on something for a week. So, I had the great idea, or so I thought, of doing it as well. I felt if they could do it, I could do it. And I was going to be GREAT at it. It seemed like such an easy task, so why not.
To recap, giving up something seemed like such a daunting task once I actually decided to commit to the idea. Like what do I have left to give up? When I started on my fitness journey to get healthy and fit, I left all that no-good stuff behind. I was reading that people were giving up things like soda and other junk foods, but I don’t eat or drink things that fall in that category. I gave that up a long time ago. Now I’m not saying that every now and then I don’t get some fast food, but if I do, it’s because I’m starving and on the go.
So, what was there for me to give up, what was left? This had become so difficult and I was starting to think that maybe this task wasn’t for me. Then it hit me, I could give up coffee for the week, but was it good it enough. To be honest, I wasn’t really a coffee drinker. I could have a cup every now and then but nothing crazy. I had a cup when I was super tired but it wasn’t like I needed it every day to get me started. So, was I cheating? Was this really a challenge?
As I thought about this one morning, I found myself getting frustrated because I hadn’t had my morning cup of coffee. That is when the light bulb went off. I HAD become addicted to coffee. When did this happen? How did this happen? I always told people I wasn’t a coffee drinker. Then I realized that I went from having an occasional cup every now and then to drinking it every day. I went from, if some coffee was made I would have a cup in the office; to now getting to work early enough every morning so that I could make a fresh pot and have the first cup poured. I was addicted and I didn’t even realize it.
So, I knew exactly what to give up that was going to be a real challenge. I was giving up coffee for a week. OMG … I’m giving up COFFEE FOR A WEEK!!! What was I thinking? This was a crazy idea. It made me remember that one day I walked into the office and was “grumpy” and the comment a co-worker made what “oh you haven’t had your coffee yet” my reply of course “I’m not a coffee drinker, I’m just tired”. But the reality of it was, I was a coffee drinker and I was grumpy because I hadn’t had my coffee yet. I became a coffee drinker and didn’t even realize it. HOW?
This was going to be much harder than I imagined, but I was still going to do it. Now this had become a real challenge. A challenge that I was going to not only come out on top, but be more than victorious. So how was I going to do this? Was just going cold turkey the way to go? Was I just supposed to wake up one morning not have a cup? We had already seen what that could lead to, not pretty at all. If that’s what it took then that what I needed to do. Let the challenge begin *insert totally scared face*.
Totally nervous, here comes Monday. Monday was the first day that I was supposed to be a fully functional adult, but without coffee by my side. To make this as easy of first day as possible, I made sure that I was prepared as I could be. This meant that I was going to get as much sleep as needed. The recommended amount was 6-8 hours a night. I couldn’t remember the last time I got in this amount of sleep, but I was determined to get the minimum in this week. I nicely tucked myself in bed on Sunday night so that I could get the recommended number of hours of sleep. This way, I couldn’t use “being tired” as a reason to get me a fresh cup of steaming hot coffee.
It WORKED. I had a very productive weekend (read about it here). I was able to get things done and get ahead of task like none other. I was really impressed with myself. The payoff was that I got to go to bed ON TIME. I was able to relax and doze off like you see on TV and in the movies. It felt amazing, which made waking up on Monday morning a breeze. I got up, got dress, did my makeup, packed my breakfast, lunch, and snacks, and made it to work in a great amount of time. I was off to an amazing start. I just figured that coffee wasn’t even needed; I mean I wasn’t tired at all.
As opposed to having my usually coffee, I opted for tea. Before becoming a coffee addict, I drank a cup of green tea each morning. If I wanted to be fancy, I would drink ginger tea or lemon grass tea. But no matter what I always drank tea. So now that I wasn’t drinking coffee for the week, it was good go get back to my “roots” LOL. I was a tea drinking again. I felt so amazing and so healthy. Everything was going great until I got this headache. It started a little after 11am, so I dismissed it as hunger pains. Granted it wasn’t in my stomach, but sometimes when the body craves food it could result in a headache. But when it was after 1pm and the headache had only gotten worse, I realized that giving up coffee was a very bad thing. This headache persisted for a major part of the day, and for whatever reason just wasn’t letting up. I was beyond miserable. Through it all I did not let that stop me from completing my day, headache and all.
Now we come to day two. I still made sure to get to sleep on time to make sure I couldn’t use tired as an excuse to get a fresh cup. I had everything prepped for the day from the night before. I once again felt I was off to a good start. I didn’t let the headache hold me back. I passed if off as a fluke. I had the unfortunate reality to realize that it was not a fluke. Granted the headache wasn’t as bad as the day before, but I still had a headache.
What didn’t help is that the people in my department live and breathe off of coffee. If they could have it pumped into their veins as the typed and did their work, they definitely would without a doubt. They made this process so much more difficult then it needed to be.
You will be happy to know that the rest of the week was easier. The headaches had subsided and I began to learn to function without coffee on a daily basis. I was finally able get through the day and not even think about coffee. The aroma of coffee that filled the air was just another smell to me. I felt like I was back to my old self; where a good ol’ cup of tea was all I needed to put a smile on my face. I felt more at ease throughout the day. I wasn’t jittery anymore nor was I irritable without the coffee.
One thing I did realize was that I was back to my old eating habits. Once I starting drinking coffee in the morning, for some reason it became something like a meal replacement to my body. My body recognized the coffee as an actual meal. I wasn’t eating my normal breakfast because I was already full from the coffee. I ate all my other meals on time and I was good. Now that I had given up coffee, I had to eat actual food, tea wasn’t filling me up the way coffee did at all. It really made me step my game back up and get some real meals and snacks in my system. Aside from the headaches, I realized that my meal intake wasn’t cutting it. By the end of the night I was starving. I bumped up my snacks. Not that I went crazy with it and starting eating all types of crazy things, it means that I made sure that my portions were on point and that they were things that would keep me fuller longer. The adjustments worked.
So, all in all, giving up coffee was a crazy idea, at first. Now that it’s all done and over with, I actually glad that I did it. I am back to my old eating habits and feeling so productive. I have been able to get to bed on time and wake up on time. Most importantly, I can now go back to saying that I’m not really a coffee drinker. I think I may keep this up.
What have you considered giving up for a week? Did you actually do it? How did it go? Tell me in the comments.