The first time I became conscious of my ridiculously poor water drinking habit was in 2005 when I was a corps member. I taught in a school and lived in the corpers’ lodge with other corps members, and every Saturday when the pure water company came by with their truck, we would go out to buy bags of water.
A few weeks after we started this, I noticed that the others bought more bags every week, while I would go weeks without needing to buy. It didn’t take long before my colleagues noticed, and, feeling self-conscious and a bit embarrassed, I decided to pay attention to my water drinking habits. What I found shocked me. One sachet of pure water for breakfast, lunch, and dinner. Not one for each meal; one for three meals. Read more…
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