The Elsebody Weight-Loss Blog (Or... 1 Year Till I Get My Life Back, Too!)

I feel kinda ridiculous. To me, it seems a little silly to be so excited in anticipation of watching The Biggest Loser on TV tonight. To know me is to understand that I don't watch a whole lot of TV, much less get excited about what it has to offer on our 120+ channels. But, like most obese people like me, "Loser" strikes a chord. Albeit, a cringe-worthy chord, but a chord none-the-less. It's a mixed bag of emotions really. What I like about the show is all the willing contestants, ready to pour out their blood, sweat, and tears to literally bust a gut AND their butts. I like seeing the pure, joyful expressions of these people after the scales reveal their reward for such hard work. I like the stories and the pep talks and the counseling, and the rebounds. I like the challenges and the teamwork. I love to see the before and after images and videos. I even have a few favorite characters from this year's competition. Arthur and Jesse, Rulon and Justin. I also find myself pulling for the first underdog, Irene who's mother was eliminated on the first show. So much to love about this show, yet that "cringe" is still there. Watching these people battle the disease that is slowly killing them. Seeing the disproportionate bodies. The eliminations that proceed personal failure. The longing to see family and friends. The heart-wrenching good-byes; It can be tough to watch. But, hey -- thats reality TV. Still, there is a battle cry that is shared by those on the show. A theme that binds them all and resonates with viewers facing the same struggle. It's the focus that gets them through every grueling workout, each meal, and challenge after challenge, weigh-in after weigh-in. I want my life back! It's the deep-down heart's desire of everyone dealing with whatever has control over them. For the contestants on the show and myself, the stronghold is obesity. I want MY life back! I once had confidence and focus. I had ambition and the strength to do everything I set out to do. I used to run and not be winded. My knees and hips used to not bring me pain. I used to feel strong. Obesity has wrecked my body and my life. I want my life back! And I plan on taking a year to do just that.