I remember a few years back I lost a ton of weight. I admit, I’ve been up and down in the scales more than Lady Justice herself – and at that time in my life I had gotten down thinner than I had EVER been. I felt fantastic! But do you know when the women in my office started remarking about it? When they said I had lost too much! That’s right … it was only when they could CRITICIZE me that they mentioned my weight loss at all!
And so goes it for Rachel Frederickson, NBC’s Biggest Loser season 15 winner, who impressively dropped 155 pounds, which took her down to, admittedly, perhaps a bit-too-skinny weight of 105. Now, I can tell you from personal experience, she probably will gain a little of this back, simply because maintaining such a weight loss is extremely difficult. She will more than likely settle into a weight that feels comfortable and healthy for her. But even if she stays at 105 pounds for the rest of her life … who cares? Isn’t this really Rachel Frederickson’s business?
Seriously, when did we get to a point in our country when every single person in the spotlight not only had to become fodder for all of our hang-ups, but also had to adhere to all of our demands? And it’s no longer just people who seek the spotlight – actors, athletes, reality show contestants. How many people who are simply trying to live their lives have suddenly found themselves thrust into the spotlight of a near torch-carrying mob for a tweet they perhaps didn’t word quite right, or for something they did in a moment of weakness – we ALL have them – not realizing there was a bottom feeder nearby scrutinizing their every move waiting to POUNCE! and record any misstep in order to throw it up on the internet and make a name for themselves?!
Come on, folks, don’t we all have enough in our lives – family, jobs, finances, health issues – to focus on that we don’t need to shine our brights on every little thing everyone does and criticize it? Or maybe that’s the point – some of us DON’T have enough of a life? Some of us just need to chastise, chide, rip, slam, bash (my thesaurus has a ton more, if you don’t think that’s enough) in order to click those brights onto someone else – ANYONE ELSE – in order to take the heat off us. Maybe – just maybe – it’s time to focus a little more on fixing our own defects.
And – as for Rachel Frederickson – perhaps the gluttony in this country is not food so much as it is finding fault?