Last night, out of the blue, Pinky walked downstairs and presented me with a Wii Fit, the one and only thing I requested for my birthday (yes, that was over a month ago). Velo-dude has been stopping by a Target near his place of employment on and on for over a month, and finally scored one. I got myself set up last night, a little mortifying but I'm okay I guess, gives me motivation to make some progress. My Fit Age (or whatever it was my new bff called it) was 46, 2 years older than my real age. Okay, not great but not terrible. Pinky is apparenty 15 years old (he's 9, folks) and Curly, who had some major trouble with the balance test, came in at the ripe old age of 23 (he's 6). Here's the kicker though. Velo-dude, who happens to be 5 years older than me, came in at 11 years younger than me. He sucks. My new bff sucks. Being old and out of shape sucks. Motivation, motivation.
I have apparently gotten over my anger, because one night after getting it, I am hooked. Let's hope this love affair lasts.
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Oh, I am jealous. However, my age would probably be in the early 70s and my daughter would never let me live it down, so it is just as well that a wii hasn't found its way into our lives.
Enjoy!
I REALLY need to use ours more. You make me feel guilty!
Let me know if you are still having fun and if you have done anything other than balance games (that is all I have done). Maybe I will actually dust mine off, since I insisted we have it...
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