Just realized my diet is like a software update. I keep hitting "remind me tomorrow," and before I know it, it's been 6 months and my body is running on the equivalent of Windows 95. At this rate, my Fitbit is going to start sending me passive-aggressive notifications like, "Are we really doing this?" Meanwhile, my fridge is hosting a secret party for expired yogurt and questionable leftovers. If only my treadmill could double as a time machine to take me back to that New Year's resolution I made... in 2010. 😅