A couple of years ago I tried coconut water for the first time. My personal trainer at the time raved about it and gave me one of hers to try. So after a particularly grueling workout, I tried it. I can’t remember what kind it was, what brand. It doesn’t matter. It was hate at first sip.
Even though the first sip repulsed me, I thought,”It’s coconut water. I like coconuts! I like water! Surely it’s not that bad.” So I choked down a few more swigs. And then threw it away. And then mourned the fact that I didn’t have a beverage because the grueling workout made me thirsty.
Cut to several years later, me at the Sweat AC expo. I was roaming around the health and fitness booths when I came across a coconut water display. Thinking that surely I have matured in a few years and my taste buds would now certainly understand what everyone was talking about, I got a sample of coconut water. I don’t know what kind it was, what brand. It doesn’t matter. I still hated it. Seriously, if it wouldn’t have been completely unprofessional of me to gag like Lloyd Christmas, I would have. I couldn’t even finish my tiny sample.
Brussels sprouts? Yes. Kale? Sign me up. But coconut water? A big fat no-thank-you-never-again-please. I don’t know what it is that so offends me about it; it doesn’t even have that strong of a taste. It just tastes…wrong. That’s all I can say.
Are you a coconut-water lover? Or hate it like I do? Let’s start a coconut-water fight! (It wouldn’t hurt as bad as a coconut fight.) —Erin