o reclaim my body and pursue lasting health I was determined not to worry about turning 40 years old. At 39, I had everything a person could want—love, a career, my friends’ Disney+ login—but a few weeks before my 40th birthday, existential lightning struck: What have I done with the first half of my life? … I’m unhealthy, so at this rate, am I past the halfway mark of my life? … I’m more than unhealthy. I’m 304 pounds of non-muscle. … I have to do something, right now, today. … Shoot, I’ve never really worked out, played a sport, or done anything remotely physical. What should I do?