rode into the city one day and stupidly stopped at dunkin donuts for coffee and a cookie. about a mile toward home I burped and out came coffee and cookie, not all of it, but enough to turn my head and spit it out. I disgusted myself and hence forth vowed off coffee and cookie at rest stops

for a passing out story, early in my commuting career on a wicked hot sunny day about 2/3d's the way home on 17 miles I took a break and laid down in the shade of a tree. it was so nice, I passed out for 10 min. woke up surprised and embarrassed and looked around like I was guilty of something, shook it off and got going again. man that was nice, too bad it wasn't at home.