Making A Splash

After some consideration, I decided to take on More Water Consumption as my Health Behavior Change Project. We had to make a statement, in measurable terms, as to what our goal was. Mine was "I will drink four 16 oz bottles of water a day." If I'm able to do this, I will get the recommended 64 oz of water a day. Before we implemented the change, we had to pick three days and track the behavior so we could know what our current patterns were. The three days I kept track, I drank between 30 to 45 oz of water along with a few other miscellaneous drinks.

On Monday (yesterday), I implemented my change, taking 4 bottles of water to work with me. I managed to drink two and was well into the third before I left work at 4:00. I took the remaining bottle with me and drank it on the way to class. Today has not been so successful. I only managed to drink 3 bottles before my class at 3:30 and, since I cannot drink water in my Music class, I wasn't able to finish the fourth bottle while it was still cool. That bottle of water now sits on my desk next to a glass of ice. I'll see if I can't drink the remaining 4 oz. before I go to bed.

I'm beginning to think I know how a pregnant woman feels. I use the bathroom before I leave work, stop in at home and use it before heading on to Bowling Green to class, find the nearest bathroom when I get to the building, find the nearest bathroom when I get to my next class, etc. I find it difficult to sleep through the entire night. Pathetic!!

I got out of Music early today and, since I was so very tired of water, I stopped at Sonic for a good old root beer. I got to South Campus and (after stopping at the bathroom) took my drink and backpack into the classroom. Mr. D was explaining some concepts to some of my classmates that had arrived early and I was listening as I made my way to my table. I went to put my drink on the table and missed it!! The drink fell to the floor and the flimsy styrofoam bottom broke right out. Root beer everywhere! I was so dismayed. Donna, one of my favorites in the class, jumped up and ran to the bathroom for some paper towels. Mr. D brought me the trashcan and I put my broken glass into the trashcan. I headed to the bathroom for paper towels as well. After 5 trips for paper towels, I had the floor relatively dry, although not sticky free. I was very subdued and vowed that I shall not take another fountain drink to class with me. A screw-on lid or not at all. I guess there is a reason they prefer that we don't take drinks to class with us.

I should be studying for my Health test tomorrow but, here I am, procrastinating. I find it very easy to find other things to do in lieu of homework/studying.