You know when you're younger, in your late teens/early twenties, and you have this grand delusion that you're invincible? That wide-eyed delusion that you're going to be young and energetic forever, able to eat cheeseburgers all the time without gaining a pound, able to see your friends all the time without really trying. Then as you start getting older, the slow realization creeps up on you that you're going to have to work really really hard for your health and happiness?

Tell me I'm not the only one. Don't worry, I'm not going to get into an existential conversation about how to find happiness in life. But I definitely need to start eating better. Every week I tell myself I'm going to eat more veggies and less cheese/bread/ice cream/etc., but I'm always so wrong.