I am not the Biggest Loser
I’ve been a (quiet) fan of the Biggest Loser for a long time. Maybe I like to live vicariously through these people losing weight, or maybe it’s just my love for trainer Jillian screaming at people that keeps me coming back. I once had a Tuesday night class and I seriously considered not taking a class I needed for my Master’s degree because of the show (but I made the right choice, Mom! I took the class.)
However, this season is just not calling to me for some reason. I think part of it has to do with the people on the show now. They’re SO BIG that even if they lose 100 pounds (which is insane! 100 pounds is a fifth grader! Or a very small adult woman!) they’re still larger than life in every way possible. It seems like this takes some element of realism out of the show.
I don’t feel like pulling for anyone the way I did when Tara (far and away my favorite contestant ever) was hauling that truck behind her and beating all the boys in the challenges. I don’t really care what twist they’ve thrown in the show this week. Instead I’d rather go in my room and type away on my computer like a madwoman. Huh.
Your loss, NBC.
