My quest for the ultimate energy boost (before those midnight rides on the bike) led me to cold coffee drinks from Nijiya Market.
My first test: Roots Aroma Black Hot Blend coffee. (Hot Blend? It's a cold drink.) At 9.7 ounces in a squat little plastic bottle, all I knew is that it is black coffee with no sugar. Mr. Hornet, my longtime friend, would be proud being the no-cream, no-sugar coffee addict that he is.
The first taste was sorta awful. I'm no coffee drinker (though I have a love for coffee ice cream, particularly Baskin Robbins' Jamoca Almond Fudge). But I did it in the name of research. I gulped down all 9.7 ounces, bitter as it was. Not the worst taste in the world, and I don't mind, really. After all, I (can) eat parsley and basil now -- things I hated as a kid.
Did the Roots black coffee help? Well, I had huge energy for my 40-minute (stationary) bike ride, yet only burned 342 calories, well off my recent new record of 377. What happened? I was whizzing on that bike at a great rate two-thirds of the way through. Maybe I got too distracted with the TV show (TNT, forget the show's title) in front of me. Maybe the caffeine kick wore out.
I'm not ruling out black coffee as a spark for future workouts. But it won't be at the top of my list, partly because it had my plumbing in a state of percolation. Nothing horrible, but uncomfortable enough to make me wince once or twice during the ride. Then, while I played basketball, it kept feeling like I had to pee. Coffee is a diuretic, I know real well now.
There are several more coffee drinks in my fridge. A little suffering in the name of research will be worthwhile.
Check out the Roots site here.
My first test: Roots Aroma Black Hot Blend coffee. (Hot Blend? It's a cold drink.) At 9.7 ounces in a squat little plastic bottle, all I knew is that it is black coffee with no sugar. Mr. Hornet, my longtime friend, would be proud being the no-cream, no-sugar coffee addict that he is.
The first taste was sorta awful. I'm no coffee drinker (though I have a love for coffee ice cream, particularly Baskin Robbins' Jamoca Almond Fudge). But I did it in the name of research. I gulped down all 9.7 ounces, bitter as it was. Not the worst taste in the world, and I don't mind, really. After all, I (can) eat parsley and basil now -- things I hated as a kid.
Did the Roots black coffee help? Well, I had huge energy for my 40-minute (stationary) bike ride, yet only burned 342 calories, well off my recent new record of 377. What happened? I was whizzing on that bike at a great rate two-thirds of the way through. Maybe I got too distracted with the TV show (TNT, forget the show's title) in front of me. Maybe the caffeine kick wore out.
I'm not ruling out black coffee as a spark for future workouts. But it won't be at the top of my list, partly because it had my plumbing in a state of percolation. Nothing horrible, but uncomfortable enough to make me wince once or twice during the ride. Then, while I played basketball, it kept feeling like I had to pee. Coffee is a diuretic, I know real well now.
There are several more coffee drinks in my fridge. A little suffering in the name of research will be worthwhile.
Check out the Roots site here.
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