Since retiring, I’ve been spending some time down memory lane—this time, with my weight. Stepping on the scale these days feels like a throwback to the mid-90s. The numbers staring back at me? Pure nostalgia. It’s like the scale itself is saying, *“Welcome back! Long time no see.”*

It’s a far cry from the days when I was charting into *undiscovered territory*—numbers so high, I felt like I needed a map, a compass, and maybe a team of explorers to make sense of them. Those numbers were uncharted *and unwanted*.

But today? I’m standing on solid, familiar ground. It’s a reminder that some journeys take us back to where we once felt our best. And while the road to get here wasn’t always easy, it sure feels good to *rediscover* this version of me.

So here’s to retiring numbers we don’t need anymore—and to stepping into memories we’re proud to revisit.