Of all the things I got out of being a part of The Biggest Loser, one of the best is the vast network of alumni. Over 150 of us now, we are brothers and sisters in a battle (and alternate reality) that even those who struggle with their weight will never fully know the behind-the-scenes view of. Most of us have, or do, walk the line between crippling self-doubt or- sometimes worse- crippling self-esteem.
Many of my (incredibly inspiring) alumni posted this link to a video of the most amazing transformations from the show on People today. I watched, SO in awe of the hard work my friends-by-circumstance had put into their indeed incredible metamorphoses- remembering my own sacrifices and rewards reaped from being embarrassed in a sport's bra on national television at my heaviest, to being idolized in a bit more spandex on national LIVE television at my smallest. And my heart filled with pride for them.
But...something broke my heart a little bit. Almost everyone of my peers, after