I don’t like water. Never have. Nor do I really like soda. I do like coffee (usually even decaf).
What this means is that I normally only drink coffee and maybe some vitamin water or gatorade (ever once in a while) on a daily basis.
I’m amazed (and I’m quite serious about this) that I’m not:
a. constantly dehydrated.
b. suffering from kidney stones.
But today, man, it was 111 degrees, and I had to teach and walk all over campus all day. The students and I melted in the classrooms, which by the way, I guess when our university was built, air conditioning hadn’t been invented. Except that I’m teaching one of my classes in a brand new building! What’s up with that? Just another way to torture us, I’m sure.
Anyway, I was so hot all day, I drank both of these and even filled them up twice:
To my surprise, though perhaps I was suffering from heat stroke, I didn’t mind drinking the water at all. It wasn’t really refreshing, per se. But I didn’t gag from it either.
I could be turning over a new leaf here. I’m going to keep filling up these babies and see what happens.
And for that, I’m thankful.