The Biggest Loser

This is going to be a super short post today.  I'm typing this out as I'm watching The Biggest Loser.  I absolutely love this show.  It's the only show I sit down and watch on a weekly basis.  We don't have DVR (gasp), so I actually have to sit down and watch it on it's regularly scheduled time.  Some weeks I miss it, and it throws me into a downward spiral.  My whole week gets off balance.  After all, I center my week around watching people sweat, cry, and reveal their deepest fears about being overweight.  I engaged myself so much into these people's lives I sometimes cry with them.  I cry all the while eating my bowl of ice cream, or plate of cookies.  Yeah, I said it.  I eat unhealthy food while watching people complete the hardest workouts of their life.  I also make mental notes to try out some of their workouts while taking scrumptious bites of brownies.   There is something seriously wrong with me, but I don't have time to figure that out right now.  The extra butter popcorn just finished popping in the microwave.