Back in the Dating Game - Bottled Water

In an effort to wean myself off the diet soda, I started drinking more bottled water. Obviously, it’s a grossly deficient substitute, but I had no choice.

I decided on the bottled variety when the healer’s staff warned me about the heavy metals, chemicals and assorted crap that gets into our tap water (from, among other contributors, dry cleaners). And apparently those water filter pitchers that you can buy for about $35.00 aren’t doing the trick either. Even high end refrigerator water filters, although better, are not the best to use (especially when, like me, you never changed the filter because you didn’t know it was in there).

Since water is tasteless and not one of the vices that adds pleasure to my life, I didn’t want it to be adding any junk to my body. So I decided that bottled water was the way to go.

I’m sure you know this, but drinking bottled water is a serious pain in the ass - much harder than drinking soda straight out of the two-liter. It’s heavy to load in and out of the shopping cart, car and refrigerator, and the recycling involved is equally cumbersome.

But I suffered through, knowing thinking that I was improving my health.

Wrong again.