One of my guilty pleasures is to occasionally tune into ABC's The Biggest Loser.
I like watching the constant battle that the contestants face as they change their bodies and their lives. I am often amazed at their transformations -- both physical and emotional.
If you're not familiar with the show, let me fill you in a bit. The show takes a group of people who are severely overweight, some topping the scales at 300+ pounds or more, confines them to "the ranch" with two intense trainers.... and works their butts off, literally.
The workouts are focused and hard. Contestants sweat like they've never sweat before. They experience things they've never experienced before. I've seen them break down in tears, throw up, collapse and relish personal victories.
They learn proper eating habits, although they all struggle to continue these as they enter "the real world" back home.
And the see the pay-offs, each week dropping more pounds than what seems possible (or healthy?) and becoming a new person. By the end of the show, when they reveal the before and after shots, it's difficult to imagine that it is the same person.
Of course, it's a game and the show's gotta keep the audience engaged, so each week the two people who lose the least weight face elimination, which is determined by a vote of their fellow contestants. (Imagine that, you've lost 100+ pounds, but sorry, not good enough.)
I happened to be home to catch last week's episode -- and I'm glad I did.
At the last "challenge" of the season, the final four contestants ran a marathon. That's right, people who did no exercise and paid no attention to their eating habits just a few months ago ran a marathon. The whole 26.2 miles.
If they can do it, so can I. (Do I get live-in trainers for the next few months to help me be focused?)
And, oh yeah, I developed a new goal: beat the finishing time of The Biggest Loser's marathon winner -- 4 hours, 55 minutes.
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