Coffee? Black coffee I hope. I'm more of a black coffee kind of man. The kind of man who rides on horses and herds cows. The kind of man outlaws fear. The kind of man who knows how to handle his lasso and 6 shooter. Gary Cooper? Yeah maybe when I was 12. Tom Selleck? 'afraid not. Clint Eastwood? Close but not quite. Try the Duke. Yup. John Wayne. What I mean to say is drinking black coffee makes me a grown tough cowboy. Sugar and creamer? Ah no thank you. You see I drink my coffee black. I'm sort of like Clint Eastwood in Unforgiven. The tough cowboy type. Would you care to ask me how frequently I use sugar or creamer? Well go ahead, I've got time. Ask me. ... Glad you asked. Short answer: None. Disciplined answer: Haven't touched it in months. Probably old by now. I'm actually going through a lawsuit to get my local grocery store to reduce their sugar and creamer inventory. It's going well. I can't stand sugarlets or creamlets. Actually cut all of my old friends off who use. Why go through all of this trouble you ask? 3 words. 2 concepts. Discipline. Mental toughness. This is why friend. This is why friend.