There is a woman in New York City who thinks she saw me on television.
A little over a year ago, I was in NYC for work and I had some time to explore in the city. As I was walking through Times Square, I noticed a large display of stairs and ramps well equipped withpeople in matching blue tshirts trying to recruit pedestrians into joining their “ Be Healthy and Eat your Carrots…Just say no to cheetoes- Walkathon”. I tried to walk away.
And then I saw that they were giving away tshirts and granola bars.
Anyday of the week, I will gladly sell my soul for a tshirt. I will throw in my sister’s soul if you also give me a granola bar. Everyone loves giveaways.
Anyways, I got sucked in. I was having a grand time walking up and down the walkathon steps, occasionally fist pumping the air in the spirit of health and general awesomeness.
As I was about to leave and continue my journey to find lunch, I saw a booth with 4 men standing behind it. There was a line forming next to them, and I figured that I should check it out before going on my merry way. Apon closer inspection, I realize that the men were past champions of NBC’s The Biggest Loser show. You could get their autograph and have your picture taken with them!
I have never actually watched the show, but it seemed like a shame not to meet them while I was there. I had walked the staircase for a solid 8 minutes, I had clearly earned an autograph.
When it was my turn, I went behind the booth with the men, so that the NBC elfs could take my picture and I could collect my autographs. Just as I was about to leave, a middle aged woman stands in front of the booth and starts taking our pictures! At first, I tried to get out of the picture, but I was trapped. The woman then approached the booth, and asked the man next to me for an autograph.
Then she looked directly at me and said: “ WOW! You look Great!”
At first I was flattered. No woman can ever hear how amazing they look too many times. I may have even flipped my hair.
And then I realized that she thought I looked amazing because she thought that at one time I used to weigh over 400 pounds….
Before I knew it, the woman had pushed her autograph sheet infront of me and handed me a pen.
“ Just sign it”- the biggest loser next to me whispered in my ear.
“ Nice to meet you, Nancy! –Erin” I scribbled onto her sheet.
If I remember correctly, I left that walkathon and went directly to the closest bakery and had a huge cupcake for lunch.