Once the ball dropped in Times Square and 2026 officially began, I was doing what I usually do: watching from home with a bag of sour cream & onion chips and a soda within arm’s reach. But something felt different this year. Instead of reaching for junk food, I found myself snacking on apple slices with peanut butter — a small but telling shift.
While I wined and dined on my fruity snack, I also made a promise to myself that I’d take a serious stab at going to the gym all year long to reach those…
