Growing up *rocking chair creaks back and forth* I remember when Gatorade used to be a sports drink.
You played football in 100-degree weather, and then drank Gatorade for your electrolytes.
After 9 holes of golf, Gatorade was a treat to get you through the other 9.
Gatorade kept the sauna-dryness of the tennis court from zapping you of your will to live.
But now, Gatorade is just a drink for fat kids who can’t drink soda because they took it out of their school’s vending machines.
I sure as hell can’t drink Gatorade just by itself on a day I’ve spend unexerted, indoors, and in my concerningly-sexy-PJs.
That’s why Propel is infinitely better, because it’s just water with a hint of sweetness, instead of Gatorade’s simple syrup with a hint of cloying diabetes.
