Emily Watkins weaponizes mortality to dunk on Bartlett's resting heartrate

A newspaper takes a swing at wellness culture by sardonically suggesting that obsessing over biometric data is pointless because you won't care about your resting heart rate when you're dying. Steven Bartlett exists somewhere in this discourse as a convenient punching bag for broader anxiety about tech-bro optimization culture. The author's deathbed bit lands with the force of a motivational poster from 2009, all righteousness and vague contempt for people who actually track their health metrics.