How It Knows?
For those of you from South Louisiana, that's the punchline to a great joke. Today, I feel like the joke's on me. And it's because of that dagnab technology (I want to use a much less lady-like word.)
When we brought my son to redeem the umpteen Gamestop cards he got for Christmas, I decided I needed to get a Wii Fit board and game. My exercise regimen has been sorely lacking. I enjoy walking and have finished 4 half-marathons over the last two years. I'm not severely out of shape and I'm fortunate to not be overweight but I want to stay that way. I've heard a lot about this game so I bought it used. (I'm also very cheap.) Some woman in the store proclaimed "You'll love it." Famous last words...
For those of you who are lucky enough to never have experienced it, you start by picking an avatar. I think that's what they are called. I picked one that had already been made. He looks like a werewolf and is named Shark Man. Together, we are gonna eat this game up! Right....
This little dancing, talking board comes on the screen and asks for your weight and birthdate. It seems harmless enough. Then you have to step on the board as it calculates your, I'm soon to find out, weight and BMI. OK... I got this. You also must understand that my 13-year-old son, king of all-things-video-game, is standing precariously close to me announcing how I am doing everything wrong. The next step is a series of "tests." There is this balance test and I'm not sure what the rules are, even though there is a practice. When I don't complete it, this game actually asks me if I bump into things alot. How rude!
Then come the results. BMI... okay. Weight... okay. And then, with the results of these balance tests it calculates my Wii age. Are you ready for this? 52! 52?!?!? Let me tell you... the string of epithets that flew out of my mouth would make a sailor proud. Now it's on.
I decide I am gonna show this Wii Fit (insert dirty word here) who's boss! I start with Yoga. For each exercise, there's this yellow dot and you have to keep your red dot in the yellow dot, all while the trainer is telling you to relax. Heap on to that the fact that I am, admittedly, in awe at how interactive this technology is. And you want me to relax? You just told me I was 52! And this is my first time playing!!! Give a girl a break, why doncha!?!?! I'm not even sure what the rules are yet. And this trainer chick adds insult to injury by gently reminding me after each yoga pose that "it seems like your a bit shaky." REALLY?!?!
Well, Wii Fit, we will meet again. If only because I am far too competitive to let you win. I'm gonna think twice before fussing at my son for getting so upset when he plays those flippin' games. I may just walk in next time and give him a fist bump.
When we brought my son to redeem the umpteen Gamestop cards he got for Christmas, I decided I needed to get a Wii Fit board and game. My exercise regimen has been sorely lacking. I enjoy walking and have finished 4 half-marathons over the last two years. I'm not severely out of shape and I'm fortunate to not be overweight but I want to stay that way. I've heard a lot about this game so I bought it used. (I'm also very cheap.) Some woman in the store proclaimed "You'll love it." Famous last words...
For those of you who are lucky enough to never have experienced it, you start by picking an avatar. I think that's what they are called. I picked one that had already been made. He looks like a werewolf and is named Shark Man. Together, we are gonna eat this game up! Right....
This little dancing, talking board comes on the screen and asks for your weight and birthdate. It seems harmless enough. Then you have to step on the board as it calculates your, I'm soon to find out, weight and BMI. OK... I got this. You also must understand that my 13-year-old son, king of all-things-video-game, is standing precariously close to me announcing how I am doing everything wrong. The next step is a series of "tests." There is this balance test and I'm not sure what the rules are, even though there is a practice. When I don't complete it, this game actually asks me if I bump into things alot. How rude!
Then come the results. BMI... okay. Weight... okay. And then, with the results of these balance tests it calculates my Wii age. Are you ready for this? 52! 52?!?!? Let me tell you... the string of epithets that flew out of my mouth would make a sailor proud. Now it's on.
I decide I am gonna show this Wii Fit (insert dirty word here) who's boss! I start with Yoga. For each exercise, there's this yellow dot and you have to keep your red dot in the yellow dot, all while the trainer is telling you to relax. Heap on to that the fact that I am, admittedly, in awe at how interactive this technology is. And you want me to relax? You just told me I was 52! And this is my first time playing!!! Give a girl a break, why doncha!?!?! I'm not even sure what the rules are yet. And this trainer chick adds insult to injury by gently reminding me after each yoga pose that "it seems like your a bit shaky." REALLY?!?!
Well, Wii Fit, we will meet again. If only because I am far too competitive to let you win. I'm gonna think twice before fussing at my son for getting so upset when he plays those flippin' games. I may just walk in next time and give him a fist bump.
I swear Tracy, you always make me laugh!
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Love this! I can totally relate!
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You go Tracy! Show 'em who's boss!!
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great sharing!
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