This episode of The Biggest Loser was definitely missing something. And that something is some crazy Tracey antics. The majority of this episode focused on the other team’s trip home so Tracey was in the background for most of the show. So it was kind of like a Family Matters episode with no Urkel.
- The episode started off with a challenge for an unknown prize. The contestants had to dig treasure chests out of the beach. I was waiting for the obvious “booty” joke to be made, but it never came (for fat people the majority of the contestants on The Biggest Loser have little to no sense of humor). The winning team got to decide if they wanted to go home for the week or if they wanted to send the other team home. This was a pretty good prize, but I had kind of hoped after 45 minutes of killing themselves shoveling deep into the sand that the prize would have turned out to be something like “the satisfaction of doing a good job” or “the joy of victory.” They need to toy with these people a little more than they do.
- So one team went home for the week and their families greeted them with barbecues and trips to Mexican restaurants that specialize in bowls of melted cheese. Way to be supportive! I don’t know if the producers encourage the families to go out of their way to tempt their returning family member, but they must right? Or are people just naturally that oblivious?
- The in-show ad this week was for Subway. Did you know that their seven worst-tasting sandwiches are very low in fat and calories? It’s true. And if you ask them to “scoop out the bread” they are even lower in calories. If you think that’s a clever tip for lowering calories when you’re eating out, you may like these others:
- When you order french-fries at McDonald’s, ask for them frozen. You save a lot of calories if they’re not deep-fried.
- Bring your own romaine lettuce to taco-bell and ask them to use that instead of tortillas for your tacos and burritos.
- Instead of ordering a meal at Kentucky Fried Chicken, ask if you can just suck on some of the bones from the trash-can. Better yet, just lick the menu.