If you are a regular reader of my blog, you have probably figured out that I hate exercising about as much as I hate having cavities drilled (well, actually, I think I hate exercise more than that, but only slightly less than I would hate being eaten to death by fire ants).
So, out of desperation to once again fit into our already oversized pants, David and I have caved in to family pressure (seriously, my parents bought a Wii) and ordered one for ourselves. I am actually, dare I say, excited to try it out. If I live through the shock of discovering my Wii Fit age to be 157, that is.
There is something slightly odd about buying a video game console for exercise. But if it gets me to work out, it will be a miracle akin to manna in the wilderness (and probably be just as boring and tedious, but hey, let's not press our luck into God sending us quail till it comes out our noses).
The Wii will probably tell me I am unbalanced elderly woman, but then, I guess I've always been mature for my age. It can't be worse than starving to death on weight watchers, can it?
Don't answer that.
3 comments:
Where do you come up with this stuff. You are so hilarious and witty, I love it. And I'll be anxious to hear how successful you are with the Wii Fit. Looking for a little inspiration and motivation to shame me into some perspiration over here!
Let me know if you like it. I'm thinking of getting it. My neighbor loves it. She says its actually fun. Devin and I get a pretty good workout on the Wii Sports.
You really should write a dieting column for real women ... I love your brutal honesty and humor - as much as I love eating. :)
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