Wii Complex

Day 28

My Wii Fit Plus is seriously giving me a complex. Every day I step on it and wait to be humiliated. First it says "oh!" like an elephant just stepped on the board. Then, it tells me to stand still while it measures me. A little kid-like voice says "measuring... measuring... measuring..." At the end of this the bar goes up to present you with your BMI and that darned thing says "oh... that's obese". No shit. Like I didn't know that already. If that isn't bad enough suddenly my "mii" gets all fat and flabby too just to illustrate the point.

Despite all of these indignities, I punish myself further by taking a body test. My center of balance is excellent. I generally pass the first body test with flying colors. Then, I fail the next one miserably. The Wii Fit combines all of these results to present me with my Wii age.... 54 FREAKIN 54! Last week I was 30. It's not like I aged 24 years in a week. It must also be said that this thing doesn't calculate weight worth a crap. It's different every time I step on. Yesterday, it said that I gained 7 lbs in one day. NOT TRUE.

Undaunted, I keep going. Time for a workout. Now this is where all of that humiliation pays off. The aerobic games are actually fun. I start out with a warm up on the Hula Hoop. I don't know what it takes to reach Calorie Torcher status on that thing. But, I'm getting better. After that, I go for a little run through the park. I follow it up with two rounds of Advanced Step, then comes my favorite part of the workout -- boxing! Waaa Hooo! I'm sure I look like an idiot, but I love this game. Nothing gets my blood pumping like sparring with my little animated punching bag. He's a mean son-of-a "B" At the end, he says "I know you can do better than that! Let's try again tomorrow!"

And I do come back tomorrow. I'm in love with an animated punching bag. I hope my husband doesn't find out.

Cheers!
Margaret