Given how exhausted I felt after my 11-plus-mile bike ride (almost to the big goal) followed up with showering and errands, I didn’t feel any burst of extra energy, even with a venti latte from Starbucks. The nice two-hour nap I took on the couch made me resemble this silly furball who has the cat talent of falling asleep in any position at any location of the couch or living room. Still beats “being” at work.