I understand that at some point, people start to age. Which means they start to fall apart at the seams. Right? Isn't that the natural course that a human life span takes? We look fabulous when we're younger and then as we plunk on the years, one by one, we get a little softer, a little wider, a little bit more like the most comfortable spot on the couch. So how exactly does one factor Alison Sweeney into this aging equation? I never really did daytime soap operas and seeing as how most of them are dying out, I'll probably never get the chance to, but I DO recall that when Sweeney would be featured in the ads that ran during primetime in order to drum up interest in the next afternoon's programming, she didn't look nothing like she does now. I understand that she's been hosting "The Biggest Loser," for some time now but I don't think that listening to trainers yell at fatties will cause your booty to bounce into a tight, rounded shape such as the one Ali is rockin' now. She claims to be a super healthy eater and more than likely has her own team of trainers keeping her in shape but DAMN. The clock, it has tic-tocked backwards on this gal. So whatever she's doing, it's worth every minute, every cent and every plastered-on hosting smile
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