Coffee is no longer my friend. :/

I have always loved my coffee.  I used to drink pots of the stuff.  I am one of those freaks where 2 shots of espresso in my Starbucks didn't cut it, I needed to pay to add a third.

Well, apparently no longer.  About a year ago I put my coffee maker at home away to try and cut down on my obscene consumption of caffeine.  Since my only other coffee source was at my job, I have had very little of that sweet brown elixir since I was laid off.  Last Friday, I went back to my old job to help out, because the new manager who had been hired to replace me had already been fired.  While there, I had three cups of coffee in 4 hours.  By the time I was heading home I thought I was having a full scale panic attack.  Not heeding that warning, today I went to Starbucks and ordered my usual 3-espresso cafe mocha.  Well, I think I have finally learned my lesson.  There has been a 40 pound weight on my chest since 5 pm this afternoon that refuses to move.  My heart was racing for hours, and I've been having a hard time breathing.  It has been a virtual PARTY.  Looks like it is green tea for me from now on.  :/

In other news, I worked out today, so I did SOMETHING right for my poor little heart.  32 minutes on the treadmill and, as always, I felt great afterwards.  You'd think the endorphin high would draw me back in with regularity, but it is always a fight to stay motivated.  For my birthday, Chris ordered the P90X workout DVD's, and they are due to arrive sometime this week.  According to their advertisements, one should already be in relatively good shape before attempting the P90X.  Therefore, announcements on where to visit me and/or send flowers to the hospital may be forthcoming.  Stay tuned.  ;)

Jenn