For the last few seasons of The Biggest Loser, I've taped them and waited until the season was over to watch the whole thing at one time. I did this because I found myself unmotivated in my own weight loss and not interested in watching someone else have success. Plus, it gave me something to watch over the summer! Truth be told, I was scared that the show wouldn't hold the same meaning, that the motivation and inspiration wouldn't be there because I wasn't mentally ready to receive it. I had failed on my own journey and needed to find my way back to the road.
I've decided to watch this season in real time (well DVRed real time). I have found my path once again which provides all the motivation I need to succeed. The show will always provide inspiration to keep going but now it is no longer a catalyst for my own success. So much of this journey is mental. It's something I struggle with every day. One day at a time; striving so that each one builds on the last.
Anyway, musings about the show. I always cry because I understand where the contestants are coming from. The back stories are almost more interesting than the weight loss and challenges. The point that struck me the most was when the potential contestants run 1 mile. Bob says something like, everyone can run a mile, right? Wrong. I remember the first time I ever tried to run at all. I thought my legs were going to fall off. The first time I ran a mile I thought my lungs were going to rip out of my body. I look back and realize how far I've come. I can run 6 miles now. That is 6 miles without walking. I'm pretty sure the Brigitte at 1 mile would have laughed if told one day you'll run 6 miles without stopping. I am so proud of what I can push my body to do and accomplish. I've come a long way mentally, physically and spiritually. Just think the journey still has miles to go and I look forward to every bit of it!