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Biggest Loser Season 13 Episode 3 Recap

This recap is a little late, but bear with me. Last night’s episode of Biggest Loser was titled “I don’t have time to eat healthy” so the episode tried addressing that excuse.

The show started out with the first temptation of the season. The players were brought into a Chinese food-filled room where Allison explained that there are 41,000 Chinese food restaurants in the U.S., more than McDonald’s, Burger King and Wendy’s combined. Whoever ate the most calories would have a 2-pound advantage and also pick teams for the face-offs this week. I happen to hate the temptations; they’re self-gratifying. It’s really just a way to get them to talk about food lustfully.

After way too much talking and strategy, Cassandra from the Black team ended up eating two 30-calorie fortune cookies for the advantage and the team picking. She choose as follows:

Santa v. Emily, Jeremy v. Lauren, Joe v. Nancy (this didn’t really matter at the end because Joe went home to his family. By the by, what the heck is Nancy still doing there?), Chism v. Kim, Mark v. Mrs. Claus, Megan v. Buddy, Gail v. Kimmy and Cassandra faced Conda. The point was to pair the weak contestants with the strong contestants.

The biggest peg this weak was the competition between Cassandra and Conda. It was a bit much. They had a little Burpee competition using Bosu balls and Cassandra CLEARLY won, but Conda said she was cheating. It was petty, really. A rematch was scheduled for the Last Chance Workout. Really, Conda hasn’t dropped that much weight and Cassandra’s considerably smaller, and much more of a fighter.

The challenge this week called for the teams to carry buckets of tinted water through a serious of obstacles and use the water left in said buckets to melt a giant block of ice. I don’t care for the challenges, y’all know this. This one was no different. In the end, red team won a skyping session with family members back home which is always a sweet point of the season. If only Joe had stayed and helped his team win he could have chatted with his family…sad.

I feel like there was more gym time in this week’s episode. For the rematch, Dolvett had Cassandra and Conda run a length of squares back and forth and then plank their way back through the grid. Cassandra won by a mile. No surprise there.

Time for weigh-ins! Because of Joe’s departure the Black team automatically forfeited a point. Nancy lost 2 pounds. Megan beat Buddy somehow. Gail beat Kimmy who only lost 3 pounds. Jeremy lost 11 pounds to Lauren’s 3, no surprise here. Emily lost 6 pounds to Santa’s 9 and she was visibly upset about it. Chris lost four pounds to Mark’s 8. Chism, the youngest and one of the biggest in the house lost 9 pounds to Kim’s 6. For the final weigh-in, Cassandra lost eight pounds to Conda’s 3, so Black team won the weigh in.

As far as Conda goes, she stood on that scale and made every excuse in the book. One thing Adam, my friend who trains me once a week keeps saying during our work outs is that I’m better than my excuses. He’s totally right. I am. it’s about shutting up and just doing the work. (Sure, sometimes I throw in a sassy comeback, but usually they’re not very good or worth repeating.)

Deliberation time was wonky. I won’t beat around the bush but they sent Lauren home because she “doesn’t have the obstacles everyone else has like kids and jobs and parents” or whatever. It was sad, but really, you could tell it was coming because she had no camera time whatsoever this week.

Lauren’s progress report was good; she’d lost 53 pounds so far and was running a half marathon to prove to herself that she does have an athlete inside her.

Overall, the episode was a little too game-heavy for my taste, but did include some awesome gym time clips. I’m looking forward to next week when Conda faces off with herself and likely Dolvett.

Who’s your favorite so far? I think my money’s on Emily. Here’s the sneak for next week:

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Bobby Deen’s Not My Mama’s Meals recap up tomorrow!

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My work bestie

is a wonderful person.

Yeah, my face is kind of ridiculous

Sidenote: Look how short my hair is. Whoa. Anyway, I think this was before graduation when I was a little intern.

Back to Joaq. As my work bestie, he gets to hear my horrible singing on the way back from lunch, he complies to most of my lunch choices, he’s great at calming me down when I’m going off the deep end over something I have no control over and he’s ridiculously patient.

This isn’t just a random blog to write about a wonderful person I know. We weren’t always besties! Its not like we were nemesis either but we weren’t super close until one fateful day (cue the billowy dream sequence blur out).

Last July we auditioned for NBC’s The Biggest Loser.

Listen, it was humid out...

There we were in our 210SA (RIP) shirts. Anyway, we showed up for the audition because well…why not? We fit the weight requirements, we love the show, we had nothing better to do, I guess? Either way we thought we were showing up early…no dice. There was a line of about 200 people before we got there. It only kept getting longer. So we sat around, stood around and waited to be called into the NIX Hospital where casting directors would get a whole 10 minutes to soak in our awesomeness.

Unfortunately, the waiting was kind of a pain. A 6-hour-long pain. We made the best of it by thinking of reasons why we belonged on the show, singing songs from musicals, trying to find a shady spot, etc.

Eventually the line was moved toward a tented area filled with people from NIX. There were tables of diabetes test, weight tests, BMIs, freebies, etc. I’m STILL getting mail from their gastric bypass department….yeah, never gonna happen. Not as long as I can get my ass off my couch.

Two things happened that day. Joaq and I kind of became work besties (mostly ’cause we lied and tried to audition as such so we had to learn a lot about each other in 6 hours) and secondly, I learned I didn’t need The Biggest Loser.

Sure I’d love to be whisked away to a fabulous ranch in California with world-famous trainers willing to work you to the bone, filled with other people who know what being a certain weight is like. Yes, that would be fabulous. But I don’t need it. While standing in line I saw so many people that were so much bigger than me, people that could really benefit from the ranch. It was one of the few times I’ve ever felt small in my life.

By the time we made it into the audition room, I knew I really didn’t want it. I tried charming the casting people but so many other people had such painful stories of loss that my I-eat-a-lot-and-don’t-really-work-out-as-much-as-I-should excuse (because really, that’s all it is) paled in comparison. Needless to say, we didn’t get a callback.

That day in July I came away just a little closer to my work soul mate and with the oomph I needed to get my butt into gear. Whenever I’m having a lazy day, I think back to when I stood in line for 6 hours (instead of going to work out, mind you) for a chance to be on a show. The day I saw so many people from my own city that needed so much more help than I did.

That day gave me resolve.

Anyway, I’m off to read Health Magazine,

She's so beautiful

Women’s Health Magazine

I don't like her but I like the mag

and a fun new recipe mag I found. I’m still icky from a walk to the Valero on Fredericksburg which I turned into my activity for the day. Hasta manana!

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