Look, nobody is giving out medals for drinking plain water. But your body is a giant, whiny toddler that needs a drink every 90 minutes. You don’t have to enjoy it. You just have to do it.
Fake it. Flavor it. Freeze it. Use a straw that makes you feel chic. The goal is not to love water—the goal is to not wake up at 3 a.m. with a headache because you forgot to hydrate.
And if all else fails? Bribe yourself. Every glass of water equals one episode of a guilty pleasure show. I’m currently on season four of a terrible reality dating program. I’m also very, very hydrated. Cheers to that.
