ok, this is weird. i pretty much steer clear of the tv, except for scrubs and the office. the husband and i Tivo these and watch them after the kids go to bed sometimes. we like to laugh.

but this winter i have become totally hooked on the biggest loser. yes, it's a reality show (and i hate reality shows). yes, it's tv drama at it's lamest...i hate when they take commercial breaks before every controversial weigh-in. and yes, it's a cryfest. the people on that show cry like no other.

i think i am hooked because of the results. i love to see these people ACCOMPLISH. they work their butts off, literally. and every week, the scale proves it. the husband makes fun of me to no end for watching this, and i keep telling him "just wait until you see them at the finale. it's amazing." and it is.

i actually use the biggest loser as motivation. when i don't feel like exercising, i log onto the website and watch parts of a past episode, or go check out the 'where are they now' section. i figure "if she/he can do it, i can certainly get my lazy butt on the treadmill for 3 miles..." and i usually do. and when i feel like stopping, i imagine jillian screaming at me to stay on. i know, i told you it was weird.

by the way. daniel is my boy this season. he is 19-year-old kid who weighed in at 460 and was eliminated in week four at 390. he is working hard at home and i hope he drops at least 150 more before the finale.

now i better go tackle that dreadmill.