Biggest Loser

I auditioned for Biggest Loser last Sunday. I stood in line for 11 hours at the Oregon Convention Center in Portland with hundreds of others who had hope in their heart of being chosen until there was no hope. I arrived at 8:15 a.m. and went into the room with a group of others at 7:20 p.m. I was number OR1354. Outside there was rain, wind, and the cold. Inside the lobby of the convention center, it was warm because of all the people.

There were so many nice people in line with me. It was fun to watch, listen, and talk to the people. If I had it to do over again, I would have interviewed everyone who would talk to me so I would have plenty of material for lots of articles. I didn't. I wish I had. There was one lady from New York who was so funny. She came up with so much great material. She could easily have her own popular sitcom on television. There were four people who stayed together in a group ahead of me. I wish I had asked for a business card. One worked in real estate, another was a mortgage broker. One was an attorney. I liked them all and if I were to pick friends out of the whole bunch, it would be them.

Maybe I'll never see anyone in line again but it was a moment in time that we all shared. I'll never forget it.

There were so many people that it showed me that every major city in the U.S. with a television station, could hold a competition like Biggest Loser. There would be plenty of people who would want to be on the show. Portland, Oregon has Nike. All you would need are trainers and a big gym plus a place to house the contestants for a couple of months. It would help a lot of people and it's possible.