The Big DumpTruck

Apparently, the people from The Biggest Loser are doing a casting call in Boston in early March (details are here: http://www.thebiggestlosercasting.com/). I saw this, and my first and only thought was No Freaking Way.

Yes, I have a lot of weight to lose before I'm happy. Yes, it would be awesome to have $250k. No, it would SUCK BEYOND WORDS to subject myself to having the world look at my fat ass on television. Never mind the whole world; I'm sure there are people in Kansas who I would never meet in real life so it wouldn't be an issue. But I cannot even fathom putting myself out there to be watched by my coworkers. How could I ever face them again?

"Hey, Jody, great episode of you collapsing in a heap yelling "Ow! Ow! I have a stitch in my side! OW!" 20 seconds after you starting running in last night's episode."

Um, ya, and hey, how did you guys like the way every cell in my body jiggled for the camera!?

No no no. I'm losing weight right now, at a reasonable 1-2 pounds a week (down around 13.5 right now) and the only person who is watching is ME, and that's hard enough. I'm old enough that I may never wear a 2-piece bathing suit again, even if I got down to an unlikely 130 pounds. Putting on something similar to be paraded around on television? Um, I'd need the $250k up-front, thanks.

Labels: diet, television, weight