There was a point where I looked in the mirror and barely recognized the person staring back at me. Not because I had gained weight. Not because my clothes didn't fit the way they used to. But because somewhere along the way, I had stopped doing the things that made me feel like me. My weight loss journey came to a standstill. The gym became a chore. Hiking boots collected dust by the door. Weekend adventures were replaced with excuses, and the healthy habits I had spent yea

It’s time for an honest check-in — the kind I used to be afraid to write. I wish I could sit here and tell you how great everything’s...