|Featuring Spencer, The World's Thirstiest Cat|
I don’t really dislike water. I mostly just don’t think about it one way or the other. I don’t seem to get thirsty enough to move it into the category of Priority. I know I should drink a lot, but when I do get around to it, I tend to have a lot of rules about the water, e.g., it has to be cold, it has to be in my favorite glass, etc. Not to mention that, even when I do think about it, there are a couple of mountain-out-of-a-molehill-style obstacles I must overcome.
First, Spencer enjoys cold water a lot more than I do, and tends to sneak up on my water, drinking it when I’m not looking. Sometimes, he doesn’t bother to be sneaky at all. As an example, when he hears the water pitcher coming out of the refrigerator, he comes running from wherever he is, ready to dive into the glass, head first, slurping water all over the place. It’s a fairly large-scale production. He’s so enthusiastic it would be difficult to get mad at him for his constant water-thievery. I truly love the little guy, but I am not drinking a glass of anything after his furry little cat face has been in it. We have partially solved this dilemma by giving him his own glass of water, which we “top off” periodically, with water from the fridge. (Spoiled? I do not know what you are talking about.)
- Tip: If your cat has Ninja Drinking Skills, keep a cover over your water glass. Day and night.
The second obstacle to my water consumption is Bike Guy, who has a love of, and constant need for, mass quantities of water. The other day, I poured 12 ounces of frosty-cold, filtered water into my favorite glass. I turned around momentarily, and when I turned back, the water was halfway gone. Now, I know I’m getting slightly better at this whole water-drinking thing, but COME ON! I did not drink that water. Since it was the last of the cold water (and our ice-cube situation is dismal), I was kind of bummed. I was all, “BG, why did you drink my water?” And he was all, “How do you know it was me? Maybe it just evaporated.” Yeah…
- Tip: If you husband is a water-drinking machine, insist that he gets his own glass of water in restaurants. Don’t let him get away with, “Oh, I’ll just have a few sips of yours.” No way. Don’t fall for that one.
Next, there’s the matter of how to get it into your routine. I know that I am not the only one who struggles with this. Here's a “subtle approach” picture I snapped at work a couple of weeks ago (and p.s., the owner of this bottle says it didn’t really help, and she has since abandoned ship.):
Don't get me wrong. I am aware that there are many, many health benefits to drinking water. But, try telling my work-self that. As I start consistently drinking water (after a long Drinking Drought), I have to run to the bathroom every half-hour. As I recall (from having successfully lost and re-gained nearly 2000 pounds on various organized diets over the years), it does get better as you get used to it. Meanwhile, I’m having a rough go of it.
So, I know it’s just a matter of building yet another habit. Some days I think about it a lot, and drink a lot of water. Other days I forget completely. I can’t seem to strike a balance. Any tips?
I never drink water. I’m afraid it will become habit-forming.