To Wii or not to Wii...

Yesterday Christmas came early in our house. We decided to buy a Wii – ostensibly to help our family make the transition from sitting on our butts to doing some exercise. The reality was though, that this writer needed to spend some time off her ever-spreading posterior. 

So, bright eyed and bushy-tailed as the proverbial squirrel, I enthusiastically clambered onto the Wii-fit board this morning to do some exercise before tackling the days writing. I got to choose a cute little blonde avatar (well, I was blonde once), but after taking my height measurement and sneakily calculating my BMI—Body Mass Index—or Big Momma’s Impact (if she sits on you), which is my preferred acronym, my svelte little avatar changed into a, how-can-I-put-this-politely, chubbier version. That and the neon red sign flashing ‘OMG you’re sooooo fat!’ Actually, it said ‘Obese’ but hey, let’s call a spade a spade.

Well, fine. I’m not under the delusion I should give up writing and teach a zumba class instead. 

Anyway. Ignoring my chubby on-screen representation I plowed ahead with a workout. And I’ll tell you what—I’ve never, ever, had so much fun exercising before. That said, I never realized just how uncoordinated I was either! After hoola-hooping, walking tightropes, dodging soccer balls and snow balls, kung-fu fighting, boxing, and twisting my body in a pretzel to achieve an almost perfect ‘Downward facing dog’ (and trust me, you would not want to try this in a gym full of buffed-up, hot guys—hence me hiding in the living room with the door shut), I was absolutely knackered.

Tomorrow I shall endeavor not to fall off the Wii-fit board because I’m laughing so hard at being hit in the virtual head with a soccer boot.

Tracey

What I’m reading this week: The Witness – Nora Roberts. I love being sucked into one of Nora’s gigantic single titles, knowing that I’m in the hands of a master storyteller.

What I’m watching this week: The Walking Dead, season 3 – well, I will be as soon as it comes on the TV tonight! Yay!

This week’s favorite quote: I advise you, don’t mess with me—I know karate, kung fu, judo, tae kwon do, jujitsu, and 28 other dangerous words. (Seen on Facebook).

Hot guy of the week: Johnny Messner. Now this guy doesn’t need a Wii, but I’d kinda like to watch him to the Downward Facing Dog…