Kfed and I watched The Biggest Loser Finale tonight via the internet. I always comment throughout about the show, how the people look, what I like about them, and other thoughts that might be rambling around my head. Tonight I let it slip that sometimes I think about myself being on the show. Not in the sense that I would be Jillian. More in the sense that I would be Shay.
The thing about the Biggest Loser is that they really play up the stories of the people who we watch from week to week. One lady lost her entire family, her husband, a little girl, and a 2-week-old baby in a head-on car accident *just pass the tissue now please.* One guy was a rock star. One lady is a sociopath (I'm not sure that's what they called her, but that's my interpretation).
Can you imagine my story? How great would that be for America's jaw dropping audience. The dumbfounded looks I would get through the televisions when they see this ex-Ironman now becoming a Biggest Loser Contestant. How did she let it get that bad? What happens to a person that they could have been so driven, so motivated, so in shape, and now....now look at her *play dramatic music here as I lumber myself onto the cattle scale.*
And there you have it. A little window into my mind. Perhaps I should have kept these thoughts secrets.
Wednesday, December 16, 2009
Secret Thoughts
Posted by honestgrl at 7:53 PM
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3 comments:
Hahaha... You're crazy. :-)
And I'd like some truffles too, please! :-)
I'd watch that episode.
oh wow, that was pathetic Lindsay! I have been meaning to ask you if you'd gotten back into training at all. I think I would like to get in shape after this baby. Lets sign up for a marathon and train and get together for it. I dont even care where its at.
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