For those of you who are concerned about my coffee consumption allow me to set the record straight right here and right now. I admit that I have an undeniable love affair with this beverage and consume it around the clock all year round. For me there is nothing better than hitting the gym floor in the morning, coffee in hand, for an intense, gut-busting training session. Nothing in this world beats it.
And I must admit, many of my clients bring me coffee. If I receive the offering after I've trained them, the coffee is a token of their genuine appreciation for an awesome workout. And if said client brings me a coffee before we train, then it's outright ass-kissing. I notice that I tend to get more pre-workout coffee on days that my clients train legs . . . go figure. On these occasions, I smile politely in recognition of the kind gesture but two days hence these people cannot sit comfortably on the toity. Sorry. ("Moderation?" What's that?)
This evening I took a little test. I discovered exactly how many cups of brewed coffee I would have to ingest before I keeled right over.
The result: 95.25 cups of coffee in one sitting and I am history.
The bottom line: Bringing me coffee will not kill me. And as I slowly pull back those carbs . . . I'm gonna really need it so don't give it a second thought folks!
Since it won't kill you, I'll send you some espresso from the little coffee shop a short distance from my loft. Best in Manhattan!
Posted by: Laurie | Saturday, 18 July 2009 at 06:26 PM
Bring it!
Posted by: Christine | Saturday, 18 July 2009 at 07:11 PM
If the way you train doesn't do you in I don't think that coffee will.
Posted by: Tammy | Sunday, 19 July 2009 at 08:07 AM
You have a point there Tamster!
Posted by: Christine | Tuesday, 21 July 2009 at 04:07 PM