Thursday, March 12, 2009

I wish I could quit you!

Oh Biggest Loser.

What the crap?

I am totally not ashamed to admit that I love the following:
1) Television
2) My TiVo
3) People who inspire me to do things like cry, work-out, and eat copious amounts of Fiber One bars

Thus, one would assume that I would totally love this show, right?

And I do. That's the bad part. Because lately? It's not so much been my favorite show on television as it's been an annoying time-suck that makes me scream things like, "QUIT YOUR STUPID DOUCHEY WHINING!" at the television. Which scares my dog, by the way. And I love that ridiculous dog.

Last season we had evil, bitchy women who didn't even care about their children, spouses, or teammates. Women who would lie to their trainers, the camera, and probably even their mom. One person, in particular, who was so vile that when they lost? I, in a totally uncharacteristic move I might add, jumped into the air and SCREAMED at the television, "BURN!!!!!!!!!!!!!" It was a bad, bad season. Dark, dark days.

I couldn't WAIT for this season, despite all of NBC's annoying voice overs which declared that among the contestants would be: THE BIGGEST WOMAN IN BIGGEST LOSER HISTORY and THE BIGGEST AND YOUNGEST CONTESTANT EVER. Which, frankly, was pretty annoying and kind of pissed me off. What message does that send? You're the fattest of all the fatties? Yay?

(I'm sorry if the word "fatties" offends anyone. I'm a fattie. I'm cool with it. Not so much with the actual being a fattie part, mind you. But the word is just a word)

Anyway. I couldn't wait.

And the first few episodes were promising. The people were nicer. They seemed supportive of one another. It was so much better and so much more inspiring.

Then? Boyfriend Bob lost his crap all over Joelle. Boyfriend. Bob. And I was crushed. Because Boyfriend Bob does things like yoga and encourages people to get in touch with their inner child and crap. He doesn't look his stuff all over someone and scream and curse the f-word. Not Boyfriend Bob.

And since then? Downhill. Fast.

The last episode? Downright depressing.

Because yes. They went to a spa. They went to a restaurant. They ate really fattening foods and drank a lot of alcohol. They, in the context of this show, royally messed up.

But in the context of real, actual life? Big freaking deal.

I mean, seriously? You're never going to eat steak again? You're never going to have a shot of whatever the crap they were drinking? You're never going to be in a position where you have to go to work every day and don't have 9 hours to work out?


I really, really, REALLY think they do people a disservice by representing life this way. People sobbing on the scale when they don't lose double digit pounds in a week? Really? I would give Jason's left nut (sorry honey) to lose ten pounds every MONTH. Never mind in a week. In a month.

This show just isn't reality. I know it's entertainment. But it really sets people up for some major, major issues.

And yes, I'm going to keep watching it.

I hate myself.



But I love you. And just the way you are.

Kimberly Vanderhorst said...

Amen to that.

I can't watch this season - it messes with my head too much.

And yet I miss it.

So twisted.

NGS said...

Thank you so much! I feel all those same things. I hate the meanness, it takes two HOURS when it could take about half an hour, and when they "only" lose six pounds, they're crying? Argh.

I do really feel like those people need to learn something about impulse control (dude, have a steak, but maybe lay off the tequila, cigarettes, and chicken tenders?)! Just maybe?!

Anonymous said...

I've sworn off the show twice now. And each time my mom starts telling me about it and then I watch it and I'm sucked right back in. It's sick.

I had not heard that Bob flipped his lid. Now, thanks a lot, I might have to catch up and watch.

Roxanne said...

I can't stop watching either. Mainly because it inspired me a few years ago to get up off my butt and do something with myself. It took me a year to lose what these people do in a matter of weeks but I was dang proud of myself. I think I heard Jillian say in an interview that she agrees the show is not even close to reality, that it is "the Olympics of weight loss". I always hope that the contestants can go home and somewhat maintain their new bodies. I know it can't be easy.

Also? I love how you just give away your husband's vital parts all willy nilly. :P

Doug said...

Sometimes the artificial drama just gets to me.

If you're going to yell at someone for not working you out, and not making you feel like you're an important part of their team, don't you think you'd actually look at them during that little diatribe, at least once?

And from the moment they announced the prize was 24 hours of luxury, I knew the team that won it would mess up. I was actually more angry that they didn't lose that week's competition because of it.

The not working out during the luxury trip didn't bug me so much.. everybody deserves time off working out. The mindless indulgence not once, but over the entire evening? Yes.. that has real, actual life implications. Indulgence, like everything else is just fine, in moderation. As much as moderated indulgence may be an oxymoron to some, it just makes sense to me.

That Chick Over There said...

Doug: Word. I almost wondered if the producers TOLD them to be so over the top like that because it was SO ridiculous. I mean, fine. Have A drink. Or a small steak or something. But steaks, potatoes, appetizers, drinks, more drinks, cigarettes?

WTH? I just kept thinking, "Do they know cameras are watching them? Really?"

Anonymous said...

I don't watch. it's just too much. they take these heart Attack's waiting to happen and put them on a treadmill going at a dead run for an hour. and work them out for 5 or more hour's a day. who in the real world has time for that. I don't, they don't really teach them how to lose the weight at a good healthy level and teach them how to keep it off. Not a good Show.

CPA Mom said...

You know what pissed me off? How they kept saying that Mikey's weigh in would be THE deciding factor on if people were going home. And he was all stressed over being THE SINGLE DECIDING factor on who stayed and who went. Like they ALWAYS do with the last person to weigh in. Dude. ALL OF YOU SHARE EQUALLY in the equation. Just because you weigh in LAST doesn't make you responsible for EVERYONE ELSE's WEIGHT!

And the ONLY reason Black still won was because Mikey was too young to drink and so lost 8 lbs still.

And dude. I am the same. STOP CRYING over weight loss. 1 lb. a week even would be awesome. So quick sniveling already.

And even MORE than Bob losing his shit on Janelle, I hated him CRYING like a big baby over "losing" his team members last week. Dude. Grow a pair.

(Yes, I'm addicted to the show too)

SJINCO said...

I watch The Biggest Loser too and often times find myself obsessing over the fact that it's pretty unrealistic to the real world.

They work out 6-8 hours a day! And they are rarely shown eating on camera.

Pulling off a double digit weight loss in a week is nuts - and so unrealistic - I totally agree. I think that's why they sent half of the teams home in the beginning of the show to do things on their own so that they could 'show' others that it CAN be done at home...but let's be for real.

It's still inspiring. And I still watch in amazement every single week. But yeah, I can't get the bad taste out of my mouth at how unrealistic the show really is when you think about it.

Emma in Canada said...

Was it Vicki that you hated? Becuase I wanted to shove my hands through the TV every freaking week and beat the ever living crap out of her.

Bexterrific said...

So when are we auditioning as a team??? I swear, if you didn't have to have your weight announced to millions of people, I would SO be in!!! :)