might have over done it

After reading an article on the internet the other day about the side effects off caffeine on exercise, I decided that it was a good idea to load up on coffees before my sunday jog that afternoon, of course I made this decision before finishing the article and was downing my third espresso when I came across the cons of caffeine and exercise, so I decided to stop at three and then that afternoon I did the entire 7 km jog in one go for the first time. So naturally in my cocky young mind it made perfect sense that more is more and that I could only get better the more I drank.... so.... today I started the day of with one macciato at a cafe with a friend, then once I got home I busted out the good ol nespresso machine and downed another 4 espressos withing ten minutes.... then proceded to put on some loud music and dance around the house jumping about whilst getting my jogging gear together. I straped on my brand new heart monitor that I hadn't used before and got a base reading of 85 bpm (now like I said its my first time using it so im not sure what exactly that means but im assuming given the amount off caffeine in my system it would be higher then normal) and out the door I went. Now its hard to feel the effect of 5 coffees (possibly 6 I can't be sure) when your jogging 7 kms in the hot afternoon sun, but once I got home things just didn't feel right, there wasn't that usual satisfying exhaustion, but rather a feeling of "WHAT'S NEXT" so I messaged some friends to see if they were up for a movie, and then for what seemed like hours, sat around anxiously waiting for a reply (hmm) finally it came (it was prolly about 20 mins) and I was out the door again. Sitting at the bus stop, I once again had a panicked feeling the something was not right, and was constanly looking around for god knows what. Suddenly I remembered my little splurge that afternoon with the coffee machine, and realised I was prolly in for a long long night. Not becuase it would be particularly difficult or troubling, but just because I would have no patietnce for anything and I certainly would not be sleeping tonight... so that brings me to this moment now, sitting in the broadway shopping centre, waiting for my friends, watching the slowest fucking clock in history, eyeing off random strangers as they pass... sweet dreams