Okay, I'll admit it. I'm a Biggest Loser fan.
It's drama, out-of-control emotion, backbiting, even violence in the way Jillian sometimes verbally attacks some of the contestants.
But just look at those 3 faces, the mugs of Trainer Bob, Trainer Jillian, and Trainer Dolvett. They're awesome. I watch every week. I might even be addicted.
Yes, I might be. A few months ago I discovered that Netflix carried all the past episodes from previous seasons. There was something like a gazillion shows just waiting for me. I didn't even have to wait until Monday night! I got to about show number 50, and then for some reason or another, Netflix stopped carrying it. Disappointed!!!
Here's why I started watching the show: I wanted our kids to hear the stories of these people. It's so easy to judge someone from outside appearances. I wanted them to see the humanity of these brave souls, who were willing to be so bold as to bare nearly all on nationwide television, in a desperate pursuit to gain their lives back.
And that's exactly what hooked me. These are some of the most courageous people I've ever seen. They have whole lives of crud and baggage and stuff that has contributed to them being the size they are, and now they're sick of it. They come to realize on the show, thanks to the rants of Jillian and her gentler cronies, that physical health and mental/emotional/spiritual health are inextricably connected. As I hear the contestants work through their issues, I get all teary-eyed and proud of these new TV friends I've made.
I want to be more like them, and go after the things that hold me back from really living life. I am inspired by the way they overcome their obstacles, and it makes me feel like I can and should go after the giants that taunt me.
Well, it's Monday night and the show's over. I've got a week until my "last chance workout." I want to make Bob and Jillian and Dolvett proud.
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