Meet my heatwave beverage of choice. It is, in my opinion, highly underrated, and deserving of much more praise than it currently receives:
I drank this: from a bottle, in my car, while driving*
See, the thing is, the high today was something like 102, with a heat index so absurdly high it makes me sweaty just thinking about it. The other thing is that, being a sales rep, I spend the majority of my day in my (tiny, black, possessed of very slanted windshields) car.
As a result, I’ve been, well, hot.
As a result of the result, I’ve been drinking a lot of water.**
Water is AWESOME. It is, however, unappreciated in the blogosphere.*** I think I know why. It’s subtle, water is. See, unlike the hop bombs I usually consume (which generally suck if they possess any subtlety at all), water has no scent. It also no color. The flavor is nonexistent. In fact, if there is a scent, a flavor or a color, there’s probably something wrong.
On the other hand, water is wet, it’s chemical free,+ and it helps prevent or cure dehydration, heat stroke, hangovers, illness, etc. So, you know, drink some, especially if it’s as stupidhot near you as it is in the sweltering midsection of the country where my butt is currently sitting.
*Being that open containers are illegal in my state, this is the only time you’ll ever see a reference on this blog to drinking while driving.
**And iced coffee, if I’m being perfectly honest. But the iced coffee happens in the morning – when it’s only 93 or so – and is a daily necessity. Without caffeine, I’m a horrid, horrid person. With a headache.
***If “blogosphere” is still a thing. I haven’t watched enough cable news lately to know if blogosphere is still a buzzword or not.
+ Actually, unless you’re drinking distilled water, this is a relative term. It’s chemical-free in comparison to my usual review topics.
This post brought to you by this experience:
On Monday, after the fourth bank thermometer I drove by that had a temperature reading of over 100, I decided to give up on any ideas of getting home before rehydrating and bought myself some water at the convenience store. Then I refilled it twice while I was out. When I got home, I had the brilliant idea of shoving the half-full* bottle in the freezer, so that I’d have a giant ice cube in the morning. This would, in turn, keep my water cold throughout a good chunk of the next day.
Or so I thought.
The chunk of ice that started out the morning like this:
…was completely melted by the time I’d left my first stop (say, 30 minutes), and undrinkably hot by the time I was done with my third (say, 90 minutes total). This was while my poor car was running the a/c full blast. However, when the forecast from the Weather Channel is as gross as mine is, well, the a/c stands no chance at all. Neither does ice.
I screencapped this at 8:07pm, and it’s 96 out. 96. Even worse, check out the heat index for tomorrow. I could cry. Furthermore, when it’s this hot, the air shouldn’t even be capable of holding this much humidity. So for everyone who says that Arizona is great because it’s a dry heat, that’s great. Our heat isn’t dry.
*This is how I typed it without thinking – maybe I’m secretly an optimist.
Then again, this entire post is fundamentally an excuse to bitch about the heat, so. There’s that.