I’m 58, newly an empty-nester since our youngest moved out in January. I’ve been on a GLP-1 for about 10 weeks, down 12 pounds, and I’ve built two little habits: a 30-minute walk after breakfast and Sunday afternoon cooking for the week. The weird thing is coffee.
I used to love my big mug with cream—it was my quiet start before work. Now it tastes metallic or just... flat. Some mornings I pour half of it out. I’ve tried cold brew and a lighter roast, and cold brew is slightly better, but my old ritual isn’t the same.
It’s a small thing, but it feels symbolic of this whole restart: familiar comforts shifting while I figure out new ones. I’m not complaining exactly—just noticing. Has coffee changed for anyone else, and did your taste for it come back over time?