TLC on Sunday Nights

Last night, as I was forcing myself to stay awake to watch Mad Men, I kept flipping over to TLC. While TLC is usually a great mental vacation, on Sunday nights it's ... uhm ... how do I say this politely? On Sunday nights, TLC is a horrific reminder of the following things:

1. We are a fat nation
2. I'm not as fat as I think I am
3. Self-control is a novelty item
4. Visit Texas if you want to feel thin

Last night's shows were: The Half-Ton Mom, The 500-pound Virgin, The 1,000-pound Dad ... Part of me is sympathetic to these people. But another part (and much larger) understands that we make the choices that lead us to the lives we have. To get one guy out of the house, they had to cut a hole in the wall of his home, then they transported him on one of those carts you use to Home Depot for lumber. Oh the HUMANITY!

Rather than flipping back and forth, I got on the floor and did some abs. Then, in complete contradiction to my horror, I decided the dogs needed new food and I'd pick up some chocolate while at Kroger.

At 8:20 p.m., I ran to the car (with the TV remote control in hand -?), and was off to Kroger. I strolled through the cookie isle, loaded FOUR PACKS of Pepperidge Farm cookies into my cart. They were on sale - 2 for $4. I deserved a cookie after a 6.5 mile day. Right? right.

Grabbed the dog food and headed to the check out. God put the person in line before me on purpose. Bless her heart, but she was well on her way to her own TLC special.

Before the cashier began to scan my goods, I told her, "I've had second thoughts on the cookies."

"All of them?"

"Yes, I think my craving passed." I rambled on some more excuses, PMS, no self-control...

"I'm proud of you," she said. "If I buy that kind of stuff I eat it all at one sitting. So good for you."

I'd have hugged her if it wasn't so awkward, and if she wasn't so thin. I'd have broken her if I tried.


  1. Hey Lady,

    Hope all is good, I'm glad to see I'm not the only one who gets sucked into shows like that. it's amazing how they can make you feel better about yourself and at the same time, have you reflect on what you have eaten lately and am I on the road to the forklift. I also fell weird after watching them, debating on if I'm some kind fo freak voyeur who can't pass up watching the morbidly obese. i end up blaming it on the network, playing them in marathon format, I mean, who can resist watching a train wreck? Enjoy the rest of your weekend. PJ

  2. I watch them with my hand over my eyes, and trying to peek through. I totally feel like a voyeur watching them ... eps. when they have to move them ... so sad, but so intriguing at the same time. Needless to say, I've done my exercise for the day and plan to do more later tonight.


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