I'm a bit obsessed with Gatorade at the moment. Sometime during the Christmas party season, when I had one of the worst
hangovers mystery illnesses ever, Sean bought me a bottle at the corner store across the street, promising it would make me feel better. And it totally did. I'd always shunned it in the past----a sports drink? I hate sports!---but something about the electrolytes (or, um, the high fructose corn syrup) just made me feel a little better immediately.
While I know water is the best way to rehydrate---and trust me, I've been drinking tons of water too---I have to admit that I've had two Gatorades in the last twenty four hours and man, sometimes I think they were the only thing that kept me from curling up into a ball on the pavement and inviting every single Prius in San Francisco to run me over already.