On the plane watching Oprah, and listening to Kirstie Alley talking about her weight loss struggles. Don’t compare yourself to celebrities. She filled her house with some dreadful looking exercise machines, and, not surprisingly, they all eventually ended up in the garage. Now she’s dragging them into the house again so she can wear a bikini like Valerie Burtonelli. What I see is desperation, and (sorry Kirstie) not much focus or clarity about what she’s doing. I don’t for a second doubt her sincerity, and that she’s feeling the same pain that we all feel when our weight’s gotten away from us, but it hurts me to see someone distracted by all that dramatization. It can be so much simpler than that.