I genuinely do not understand it. Give me a bottle of cola, a jug of lemonade, three coffees, and a smoothie and I will drink them all back to back like I am training for a very sugary endurance sport. But tell me: “You need to drink two liters of water today,” and suddenly I become a dehydrated cactus with commitment issues.
Water is supposed to be simple
Everyone says drinking water is easy. Just pour it into a glass, lift it up, swallow, done. In reality I sit there staring at the glass like it personally insulted me. It tastes like… nothing. Completely nothing. Like I am drinking air that briefly got wet out of politeness.
Water is boring, I said it
Lemonade is a tropical party in a glass. Soda is sparkling chaos. Coffee is liquid motivation. Water is the coworker who is always there but never says anything interesting. Reliable, yes. Exciting, absolutely not.And yet everyone insists water is the answer to everything.
“It gives you glowing skin.”
“It boosts your energy.”
“Your body is 70 percent water.”
Fine. But my body is clearly emotionally invested in iced tea with lemon.
The hydration betrayal
Why do I forget water like it is an old birthday I do not want to acknowledge?
My brain: “We are thirsty.”
Me: walks to fridge, grabs cola
My body: “Wait no that is not what we meant.”
Me: takes a sip anyway
Body: disappointed silence
Water: quietly crying in the corner
The hot day delusion
It gets worse on warm days. I know I should hydrate. My body is basically one decision away from becoming a raisin. But instead of water, I start negotiating with myself. “Maybe I’ll just make something nice.”
And suddenly I am preparing iced lemonade with fruit and honey while not a single drop of plain water is involved. I give plants water more consistently than I give it to myself. Although to be fair, I also forget plants exist sometimes, so nobody is thriving here.
Self-improvement, kind of
This blog is also a form of self-therapy. Because I do want to be a hydration person. One of those elegant people with a fancy bottle full of stickers who casually says, “I only drink water,” while glowing like they have secrets and perfect skin. Until then, I am turning hydration into a game. Every sip is a small victory. Every empty glass is a tiny celebration. Sometimes I even add lemon just so I can pretend it has personality.
Final thoughts
So here is to water. The most boring but most essential drink on earth. And if you are reading this with a soft drink in your hand, maybe, just maybe, follow it up with a glass of water. Do it for your body. Do it for your organs. They are doing their best.
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