Random Thoughts

I got a great email from a friend in reference to my Wii Mii post. Seems she’s a reluctant exerciser as well and wondered if we could encourage each other. I was already on board but I totally signed on when I read her last comment: “I'm definitely going to need some ongoing encouragement because I have zero motivation...unless it's covered in sour cream or cheese.” Now that is a girl after my own heart.

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Great church service on Sunday. Our pastor is amazing. Amazing. His sermon was from II Corinthians 13 and focused on verse 5: “Examine yourselves, to see whether you are in the faith. Test yourselves…” When the sermon audio is posted on the church website I’ll throw a link up. (I was going to write, “I’ll throw up a link” to avoid the dreaded preposition-at-the-end-of-a-sentence but I thought the prep. at the end was better than implying I was going to throw up. That just sounds gross.)

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After church today I got to talk with a guy who is an actual published author. I get a little star-struck when I’m around him because he’s doing what I want to do. Of course, when I read his stuff I know why he’s the one getting paid the big bucks and my Google AdSense account is at $5.99. Just a few more clicks will put me at the $6 mark! Come on; I know you can do it.

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It’s going to be a busy week. My mom flew in from Atlanta yesterday and my dad’s coming Tuesday. Michael and Amy are in a play, The Secret Garden, Wednesday, Thursday and Friday nights. My folks, Sean, Rebecca and I will go to Wednesday night’s show. My parents will fly home on Thursday and I’ll have about 18 hours to clean and do laundry before Sean’s parents fly up on Friday so they can see the final show. It’s crazy but we are thrilled all four grandparents will be able to see the play.

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There's still a lot of snow with more forecast to come. Also, the high on Thursday will be 10. Brrr.

My Mii is not Wii

I’ve had the same New Year’s Resolution for the past eight years: lose the weight I gained when I was pregnant with Rebecca. Obviously I am not very resolved because a) it’s been eight years and b) I’ve made absolutely no progress whatsoever.

Two years ago I joined a local Curves. I hate to exercise but Curves looked like something I could actually do. And in theory it’s a great concept: weight-resistance with low-impact aerobics in a women-only environment. It was great for the first six months but then the ownership changed and the focus shifted from encouraging the members to complaining about the members. It was hard enough for me to be excited about exercising; it was excruciating when I knew I’d have to hear the owner gripe about who-knows-what for thirty minutes at 6 in the morning.

Knowing we were giving the kids a Wii for Christmas, I cancelled my Curves membership in November and planned to start Wii Fit in January. I started on Monday and the biggest exercise I’ve had this week is one of humiliation.

The Fit comes with a board you do the exercises on. It also serves as a scale. And when you start Fit you are asked your height and age, then it weighs you and spits out your Body Mass Index (BMI) and “actual age” which is calculated by combining your actual age, BMI and the results of some balance tests that are designed to make you fall off the board.

I was prepared for my weight and BMI (I have a mirror, after all) but I didn’t think my “actual age” would be 11 years older than I actually am. I’d barely had time to recover from that bit humiliation when the full-blown variety set in: the Mii the game created for me ballooned up to make me look like an actual balloon on toothpicks. Tie some strings to my hands and feet and my Mii could be a featured float in the Macy’s parade.

What makes it worse is that our family of Miis stands next to each other which means I’m next to Sean (tiny), Michael (tiny), Amy (tiny) and Rebecca (nearly non-existent).

I am amazed at how motivated seeing a computerized Mii on the TV has made me. So far I’ve met my goal for this week. We’ll see how next week goes. Stay tuned!

Rebecca, me, Sean, Michael, Amy.

(Amy didn't want me to use this picture because her Mii's eyes were closed...)