What it is about the “Biggest Loser” that’s got me hooked?
Typically I’m not a big fan of reality TV. I watched “Survivor” for a couple of seasons and lost interest. I’ll watch “American Idol” if nothing else is on. Same goes for “Dancing with the Stars”. Yes, I’ve seen an episode or two of both Jersey reality shows, but that’s because I spent the better part of my 20’s (six years of them) in Jersey, so it was out of melancholy. I’m embarrassed to admit that I watched “I’m a Celebrity Get Me Out of Here” for several weeks. Oh! And how about “Dating in the Dark”? That was a doozie.
For some reason “Biggest Loser” has stuck. I’m not sure what it is: the personal battle each person fights and eventually exposes to America, the drama of life sneaking in and sabotaging progress and then the individual regaining control of their destiny, the competition and weekly weigh in that result in someone getting kicked off the island (I mean sent home – “you are NOT the biggest loser”), or could it be the motivation that it gives me watching people who weigh (a lot) more than me busting their humps in the gym (if they can do…so can I)?
All I know is that every Tuesday night I look forward to the “Biggest Loser”. I record it since I have my personal training appointment on Tuesdays at 7pm. It works out perfectly. By the time I get home and fix dinner I can start watching the recording of the show and fast forward through all the commercials and catch up to the rest of (PST) America by the dramatic conclusion (the vote).
When it’s time for me to weigh in have my measurements taken by my trainer I treat my last few workouts before the big day as the “last chance workout”. Yep, just like on the “Biggest Loser”. I give more…summon every ounce of strength and endurance…to make sure the weigh in and measurements are as good as possible.
Every week as I watch the “Biggest Loser” I experience a range of emotions: anger, frustration, happiness, and extreme sadness (including a few tears). I’m usually emotionally exhausted by the end of the show.
I have no doubt that the “Biggest Loser” has liberated people everywhere; given them hope and motivated them to take control of their bodies and lives. Maybe that’s it. The contestants are somewhat societies’ underdogs, always underestimated, sometimes laughed at, or at least stared at, judged, and not always given the same opportunities as everyone else.
“Biggest Loser” forces us to get to know each of the contestants, see them for more than someone who would typically be judge (sometimes) solely on their appearance or even worse ignored all together. I remember when I was younger and tried using the gym (yes, way back when) a few times. I always felt out-of-place being someone who was overweight in a gym. Today you can find people of all sizes and shapes, young and old, at the gym. All looking like they belong there. Is it just my perceptions that have changed? Or has “Biggest Loser” changed us?
Until tomorrow! Kathi