Water. You will drink it. I do not care that the bowl is beside the dishwasher and that a different, more glamorous water drips from the tap. The tap is for show. The bowl is for results.
Private Noodle, who last week completed 31 laps and then collapsed into a sink, has asked me to remind you that the sink is not a hydration station. It is a disaster waiting politely. If you must drink from the tap, do it with discipline: two laps, two sips, one furious look at the faucet for dripping at you.
Hydration standards are posted on the fridge door. Read them. Or at least sit on them.
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