Biggest Loser Challenge

Biggest Loser is one of "my shows". Last week was the season premier. It's parent/child teams vs. spouses. As usual, I cry like a big baby listening to their stories and relating to the struggle they have with eating/weight/body image/self-esteem. Marc was at home sitting next to me on the couch, I unapologetically warned him that I would cry while watching and the fact that I was on beer #7 probably didn't help my ability to hold back tears. My sister was there and I asked her if I got a Biggest Loser contest together would she want to join. Us big girls know who we are, we know we big, that's why I knew she wouldn't be offended by me asking her to join. She agreed and slowly but surely others have caught the Biggest Loser fever and we now have 16 contestants with the potential to win $320. Holy Moses! So anyways, I'll keep everyone updated on how that is going. The contest will go into December.

So this weekend was basically a fat fest. I ate, a lot. I mean a lot. Yesterday was Dooms Day, my last day to unapologetically stuff my face--and I took that task seriously. For breakfast I had a sausage croisoinwich meal from Burger King, Culver's butterburger and cheese curds for lunch, mini 100 Grand bar. Happy Hour with girls from work consisted of a strawberry daiquiri, 2 beers, about 3 baskets of chips (w/queso of course!), rice and beans, and then about 10:30 PM Marc and I had Chinese food delivered--Beef Lo Mein for me. I stupidly just wondered "How many calories and fat do you think that is?" Well, using the fabulous tool that is technology, I checked restaurants websites and I have a total.......4800 CALORIES AND 233 GRAMS OF FAT! Now, I don't know whether to be ashamed or incredibly proud of that feat. It takes skill to consume that much without having any come back up. I think I will choose proud--yes, I'm proud. I would like to point out that it apparently isn't just a girl thing to have a final hurrah before you start a diet plan, I came home from Happy Hour to find Marc sitting in front of the TV with an empty carton of Edy's chocolate ice cream. Now, I ate all that for strategy. I wanted to have a really high weigh in for my first one so when comparing the last one, it would give me an advantage. Yes, I know that sounds screwy, but it's what I did. I weighed myself this morning and I had gained 4 lbs from last week. Yow-za!

So today Biggest Loser Challenge starts. I feel all puffy and bloated from the insane amount of salt I had yesterday. I skipped breakfast and for lunch had the tender roast only lettuce and ketchup from KFC and a side of green beans. They shouldn't call it a side--they should call it 5 green beans. Because that is all it was.

I am honestly sad. Food is really one of the few things I look forward to on a regular basis. Like what kind of sauce will my next meal be centered around? I can tell you for sure cheese, bacon and sour cream will always be better on a baked potato than salsa. Ho-hum. I am competitive so I'm excited about the challenge but I already want Tobin's. I will never "fake out" my body into thinking a carrot tastes the same as this...............