All the more so when caffeine is involved.

My morning routine has been the same for a long time. Get up, drink two cups of coffee, go to work, and get breakfast at the staff cafeteria. This worked fine when I commuted by train because my empty stomach could more than handle the coffee. Not so much now that I’m bicycle commuting.

The coffee combined with the effort of bicycling and the heat of summer creates a cocktail that feels like it’s burning a hole through my stomach. It usually strikes about two thirds of the way into my commute and I get to ride the rest of the way dealing with nausea. Kinda puts a damper on the joy of bicycling to work.

I suppose I could continue to suffer but I find it’s beneficial to listen to what my body is telling me lest I get an ulcer. So it seems a change to my routine is in order. Hmmm, change? Me no like change so much. It goes against my only slightly tongue in cheek mantra, “Never try new things.” I’ll need a plan…

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