Biggest *&@#$% Loser

I've probably said this before, but I need to quit watching The Biggest Loser.  The typical weigh-in segment of this show is not good for my psyche.  They usually go something like:

Contestant hesitantly tiptoes onto the scale, hoping to show big numbers for the week.

The display teasingly flips through numbers until it finally lands on the contestant's weight.

A "-8" pops up on the screen, followed by a few prime-time television censor beeps.

"Oh, beeeeeep.  Are you beeping kidding me?  I worked so beeping hard this week.  I just don't beeping understand it.  Beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep."

In my mind, I'm thinking, "YOU LOST EIGHT BEEPING POUNDS, YOU UNGRATEFUL BEEP!"

You have the greatest trainers in the world at your disposal and you are changing your life in every way imaginable!  Eight pounds is beeping amazing!!!

When I have a week like this week, where I lose a "mere" 2.2 pounds, I have to really talk myself into being grateful that the scale is moving in the right direction.  I have to stop wishing for those Biggest Loser-like results.  

They are a TELEVISION show, for crying out loud.   Their weight loss efforts--and expectations--are completely  unrealistic for the 99% of us.  Oh that we could all quit our jobs and leave our stressful lives behind for several weeks and be trained and monitored by the toughest trainers on the planet.

... and have $250,000 dangled in front of our noses as motivation.

For most of us, not gonna happen.

Most of us wake up every day to bills and kids and messes and jobs and homework and commutes and beeeeeeeeep.

And in the middle of all that daily reality, we have to find the motivation to crank out a workout and make healthy choices when all we REALLY want to do is Hoover the dessert table at the local buffet as a way of forgetting our responsibilities, if only for a few moments.

I say, if I can lose a couple of pounds AND continue to face my realities every day with little to no hope of ever being paid $250,000 to do it, maybe I'm slightly more inspiring than those whiny little snits on TV who think 8 pounds is something to sneeze at.  

Aaaaa-chooooo!

Beeeeeeeeeeep ...