February 22, 2012 01:47 PM by Cassandra Sturos
Drama, drama, drama! The black team turned against Daphne last night on The Biggest Loser and today it was reported that the contestants that are still on the ranch filming, walked off because they didn’t like a new twist that the producers threw at them. Cassandra Sturos is back this week with her exclusive blog talking about what happened on the show last night and what she thought about the big Conda and Jeremy switch!
Oy! What a week of craziness at the ranch! To start out with a temptation is never, ever my favorite way to go; it just doesn’t seem to bode well in this house. And boy was I right. I ate feeling quite frantic over the thought of losing my beloved trainer or teammates, but refused to go over my calories for the day, limiting me to a slice of pizza and two peanut butter cups, in which I got no satisfaction in consuming. The whole thing felt demeaning and backwards, but if it meant keeping Bob I was on board.
My heart sunk to the pits of my feet when Jeremy was switched to the red team, because I wanted nothing to change at all. Having your team that you have gotten to know and jive with is so huge, so this minor upset felt like the rug had been pulled from beneath me. But it could’ve been worse. I still had Bob and we simply switched one Britt for another, Conda, and despite our rivalry of a few weeks back, there was no ill will with her joining our team.
However, Conda and Jeremy getting switched with what seemed to be no rhyme or reason left a lot of dissension among the ranks and it quickly seemed to be a puzzle of who ate to mix up the teams, causing a lot of tension and stress in the household. Now, I have always been someone who has turned to food in moments of non-control. As the week unraveled I felt more and more tightly-wound, with us losing yet another challenge, having a new team member and everyone on edge with a switch that didn’t seem to make sense. I felt myself losing grip on what I was actually at the ranch to accomplish and wanting desperately to fall back into my old tried and true ways. This was red alert time and I needed my drug of choice—food.
I found myself eating oranges two in a row, very fast at night, or having toast and crackers with light cheese, followed by more crackers and more fruit. I wanted to feel less anxiety and my quick trigger was to soothe myself in the only way I have ever taken comfort—in food. This was not the best bet, because like old times, I instantly hated myself and wondered why I couldn’t reign in my emotions and tighten up my control like I had in previous weeks at the ranch.
This was a hard lesson for me, especially standing on the scale to the tune of a one pound loss. I felt mortified by my actions and how I had once again given into food as a way to cope and it fueled my drive to not ever feel this way again. Bob asked me while I was on the scale what I might have eaten in the past to console myself with food. I told him pizza and bakery. He responded that this week I consoled myself with fruit and low-fat crackers. It wasn’t all bad.
It is true that I knew my tastes were changing and indeed getting that pizza down earlier in the week wasn’t easy, but still I knew I needed a better coping mechanism going into the next week of the ranch and I was finding exercise to be a very appropriate one.
With all that being said, I would again like to impart more of my ranch wisdom onto you for a happy and healthy lifestyle.
One of my new favorite breakfasts is this:
1 cup Greek yogurt
1 cup strawberries
½ cup bran cereal (one with a lot of fiber)
1 tsp cinnamon
1 packet of natural sweetener
It tastes like a fruit and yogurt parfait and I absolutely look forward to it in the morning with my large cup of Joe! Until next time, happy health!