It’s true. The words are out. I – the writer of this blog – drink too much. Way, way, way too much. Dangerously much, so I learned yesterday.
Water. That is.
I drink too much water.
Now, don’t get me wrong. I am not trying to make light of alcohol abuse. At all.
(I myself am, after all, a person with a profound lack of self-discipline and bad impulse control. So that could also definitely become a problem – although I have officially not imbibed any alcoholic substances since the 1st of November and plan to do so until (at least) the end of the year).
But todays blog is about my increasingly (too) high intake of water. Because, as it turns out – I suck at moderation. Of any kind whatsoever. Be it fast food, sleep, time spent gaming or other (un)healthy habits. Danger, danger!
Yesterday, as I found myself refilling my 1.5 liter coca cola bottle for the fifth time that day, I realized that I might be overdoing things (as per fucking usual). Because I wasn’t using them to water the plants-I-don’t-have (although, the three that I do have COULD use some water, come to think of it). Anyway!
We all know that drinking enough water is vital for our well-being. We get Döpper bottles thrown at us at every work occasion, all of the sports routines and diets preach drinking at least 1.5 to 2 liters a day and every doctor will tell you that hydration is key to a healthy life. Water is supposed to be good for you.
But with an onset of a hefty headache (and no booze to blame for it) and a distinct need to visit the ladies room every 30 minutes or so disrupting my poor nights rest – it became obvious that drinking over 7 liters a day might be a tad overboard. And then I made the mistake of Googling how much is too much, only to discover that anything over 8 liters can cause serious issues for your kidneys. WHOOPS.
So I’m back to drinking single glasses, instead of filling that bottle for laziness purposes. You see, my brain is a little bit weird. I have to empty containers that are given to me. ASAP. If you give me a glass of whatever, I’ll drink it. If you put a plate of food in front of me, I’ll clean it. If I grab a bag of chips, I’m emptying it and if I start a cake, it’s going down. I just can’t leave something ‘halfway‘. I can’t. I have to finish what I start, even if it’s 1.5 liter cola bottles full of water.
So in an effort to become a more moderate person – I am capping my intakes from now on. Putting chips in a bowl (and stopping after finishing them) – drinking glasses instead of bottles and just not bringing anything that it’s going to cause a lack of control into the house (like family sized bags of M&M’s. Or bottles of wine. Or ‘party’ bags of Cheese Onion Lays). If I can’t act like a normal person around these things – I just won’t get to have them.
‘This is why I can’t have ‘nice’ things’