The Biggest Loser - Week 1

I am so excited that the Biggest Loser is back. While I like many reality shows, I love how inspired I am by this show.

And this season is no different. I teared up every time the story about the car accident was on. I cannot even imagine how devastating that would be. And I thought Jillian was human (just maybe) when she teared up about it (and then I remembered her yelling at me through my TV screen on the Shred).

When I watch these people lose weight, it really makes me feel like it's possible. And then I remember that I already work out and that walking or running a mile is currently attainable. And I remember that I eat vegetables and lean meats and don't load up on junk food. The year they showed someone eating a whole box of pasta and an entire jar of alfredo sauce (I think it might have been a couple of jars), I nearly threw up.

My mom and I were talking about my weight earlier this week, and she commented that my step-dad believes that I must be secretly eating something because there is no way my body would just naturally maintain an extra eighty (I hate that number, by the way) pounds. I wish it was that easy. I wish I could cut out snacks and alcohol and have the weight melt off. But that isn't going to be me.

So while the Biggest Loser contestants put up 12 pound losses each week, I'm shooting for 2-3. But I am excited. I think this is going to be a great, life changing season.