It's over folks. 30 days, 10 countries, 1 survivor. Wait, I'm getting my reality TV finales all mixed up--clearly being a couch potato is one of the reasons I'm overweight.
The Biggest Loser is Helen! And the at-home winner is Jerry! I would not have predicted either of those, even up until last week. But let's back up.
First of all, Tuesday night G and I helped some friends move into an apartment. We spent two hours unloading their moving truck, and I am still sore today. Seriously, if you know someone who's moving, volunteer to help. You'll be doing a good deed and getting a serious effing workout. After the moving, we went to dinner at Chili's. I have a whole ranting post in my mind about why it's a terrible idea to waste calories at Chili's, but I'm going to focus on the Biggest Loser now and try to let the fajitas go. In any case, we didn't get home til after 11, so I watched most of the finale on fast forward, pausing only for a few comments and the weigh-ins. Therefore, this breakdown is going to feel kind of scattered.
First, congratulations to everyone. With one or two exceptions (David and Aubrey) it looks like everyone managed to lose weight at home. Kristin in particular came very close to Jerry's percentage, and her progress is inspiring. While most of the people sitting on the bleachers still looked overweight, they all look much healthier than when they started. Also a huge kudos to Daniel for losing over 100 pounds, mostly on his own, and for having such a positive outlook about moving forward.
On to the finalists. While watching them (and Jerry) weigh in, I was struck by how much I really hate certain aspects of this show. Seriously, those people looked like they had been eating asparagus and sitting in steam rooms for weeks. Helen, Tara, and Jerry looked like they had been in the gym until the moment before they came onstage, when they changed into their glamour clothes. Was anyone else a little bit unnerved and distressed at how unstable they all seemed? I've read a few articles where previous contestants explain how the week before the finale, they pretty much don't eat anything, and that hunger has got to account for the deranged look in all of their eyes. I'd be willing to be none of them had had a sip of water in several hours, if not a full day.
And, I get it. It's $250 grand, and if I were a contestant who had made it to the finale, I'd starve myself too, and then start eating as soon as the finale wrapped. I can't fault them at all. But I do take issue with the show itself, for implying that 117 pounds is a healthy weight for someone like Helen. To be clear, I'm not trying to hate on skinny people here, and I know some people struggle with being underweight. But that's not the case with Helen, or anyone up there. They (most likely) have been extremely unhealthy for the last few days, not taking in calories, consuming only diuretics, trying to sweat out every last ounce of water weight in their bodies.
For me, last week's episode was much more worthy of a celebration. These people who weighed over 300 pounds can now run a marathon. That is the accomplishment. Starving themselves to the point of exhaustion is not.
I'm sorry if my tone is way off base here. I did enjoy seeing everyone, and I don't want to take anything away from what the finalists did in the weeks between leaving the ranch and returning for the finale--again, that's the accomplishment worth celebrating. It's just that the visual of Helen looking downright wasted away really bothered me.
Holla back in the comments if you think I'm rude and mean, I can take it.