For those who watched the first showing of the 100-Day Challenge, I think you will agree it was an emotionally-charged programme. It's not easy to go in front of a camera and bare your soul to thousands of viewers. Some might say that the questioning, editing and remarks were a bit overboard, but it is done in that way to attract viewers and to make the show more interesting and of course, to build up the ratings.Judging from the criticism I've heard and read about the first show, I think it shows that as Bermudians we take ourselves far too seriously.Nevertheless, it was clearly demonstrated how anxious, if not desperate, some of the contestants are about their need to lose the weight and lead a healthier life. You also saw that some of them were scared of getting sick and dying and leaving their loved ones behind, which has in fact happened to some of them.To those contestants, Bermuda admires your courage and honesty. You deserve respect and encouragement.Anyway, back to the show. Yes, I know what I said about the ratings. Yeah, yeah whatever! Nevertheless, listening to Christopher Johnson and that's not easy, because while he's speaking he does this face thing. It's amazing! The face will do about six transformations in one sentence and you find yourself trying to duplicate him just to see if you can keep up. Ha! Good luck!I thought working out at the gym was tough. Now, during those facial contortions, he took one too many jabs about one of my teammates. No, Dr Johnson, you can't say that about one of my ace girls. I've now got my hands on my hips and I'm doing the head wobble thing. Some of the contestants have been saying they're scared of going in front of you during the elimination period, but ya don't scare me, ya know not Lillian's bye!Now, one of the consequences of making fun of people is that they are going to get their own back on you sooner or later, and unfairly the production crew did just that to me.Last Saturday morning, while winding down from this week's Boot Camp at The Reefs, co-host Rachel you remember Rachel, the one with Wellington boots turned to me and shouted: “David Skinner, you've been busted!”Of course, my mind is in top gear trying to remember if I've paid all my parking tickets. Had I taken care of all those outstanding warrants or had they finally tracked me down after that bachelor party weekend in Vegas (I thought that stuff was suppose to stay over there) . . . eerrr, never mind. Anyway, I came up with a big fat zero. What could I have done?It turns out my co-workers, including my editor, had given me up, falsely accusing me of having junk food stashed in my fridge at home. This is a conspiracy as far as I'm concerned.So off we go to my house. Coming along for the ride is award-winning chef Jean Claude from Beau Rivage, who is going to dissect the contents of my fridge. Now one must remember I do have three other people living in the house my wife and our two daughters so whatever he finds I can convincingly claim no responsibility for, plus I'm taking the fifth anyway.As Rachel rifles through my fridge, she makes a tut-tut noise with her tongue and starts handing each item to Jean Claude, who reacts with an “Ah no, dis is terrible, dis no good,” in his French accent. Okay, some of it was mine but in my defence this was all bought in the pre-HDC before the 100-Day Challenge days.It's like a story I once heard. A friend went to visit a friend who was a member of AA and opened a cupboard to find every conceivable alcohol spirit standing there.“What is this? I thought you stopped drinking?” asked the visitor. “I have,” was the reply. “If I was drinking, that stuff wouldn't be in there.”So you see, as with me, if I was still indulging in the junk food, I wouldn't have had such a large horde in my fridge, would I? We sat down and went over some alternatives. Jean Claude suggested we eat the veggies raw some of which looked like the clover that's growing all over my grass and that I'm trying to kill use olive oil when cooking, drink plenty of water and yes, ‘a leetle French wine is good four da heart, yes, but in moderation, eh?'.I saw my uninvited guests out the door . . . just as my neighbours were peering out curiously at all the people and cameras running up and down my pathway. They were probably wondering if I'd just won the Publishers Clearing House Sweepstakes.Sorry guys, I'm as broke as I was yesterday. Crudité anyone?