I have my 2 Chicago nephews here for the week. Along with their play clothes, boots and school books, they packed their Wii.
At first I wasn’t all that interested, I just figured it would keep everybody entertained for a few minutes and then would cause more than a few fights over whose turn it was.
(I was right about the fighting part.)
But the Wii took on a whole new dimension when I discovered that they had brought Wii Fit.
I watched with interest as the kids set up my 12 year old son. The Wii figured his height, age and even weighed him – then figured his BMI. The next part scared me spitless – they showed a chart on the screen starting with normal at the bottom and heading upwards to overweight and right into obese. It had a line indicating where he was (thankfully it was normal!)
I gulped and slid down on the couch trying to figure out a way to use the Wii without having it tell the room my BMI and show my chart!
I could just imagine the smoke billowing out as the Wii screams in pain “Get that fat lady off- she’s too heavy – overweight – tilt- tilt!’
No, my experimenting had to done alone, and with a secret identity.
I let my son play with it for a few minutes and then sent him (and the rest of the crew) off to do school. When I was sure I was alone, I climbed up on the Wii balance board and pressed the button, thinking I would pretend to be my 12 y/o son.
Ha! You can’t fool a Wii! It immediately said, “You weigh considerably more than before, are you sure you want to continue?”
Of course I want to continue!
Well, then again, maybe I don’t. By the time I had been hit in the head multiple times by flying soccer cleats and pandas, drowned in the river, and fallen to my death from the high wire, I began to rethink this entire Wii experience.
Maybe I needed to move beyond the children’s favorites and discover the other side of the Wii. The kinder, gentler side. Yoga.
How hard can be it be – really? You just stand in these positions.
Trust me, it’s a whole lot harder than it looks. It actually hurts. My “tree” position looked like a tornado had come through.
But my one saving grace was the basic step. Up down, up down, step left, step, step. Hey- this is easy! I started to get into it and jazz up my steps with a few claps.
The children gathered around me in awe… wow- the old gal can really move! She dominates on the steps!
Finally! I had discovered something that I could do better than the children. Thanks to years of cheerleading, this mom can still keep beat and move her feet!
Maybe this Wii thing ain’t so bad after all…