Turning 31 wasn’t as bad as I thought it would be – mostly due to Tom making sure I felt pampered throughout the day. Ella, unfortunately, decided that being 2 was too important to put on hold, and threw some serious tantrums – but there were enough good things to balance it out. Like:
- Not counting Weight Watchers points for the fabulous breakfast Tom and Ella made – frittata and muffins.
- Opening the bowl my mom sent to replace my favorite one, made by a friend of the family, that broke last year.
- Seeing my first live groundhog in almost a year.
- Finding a cafe in Hershey after our trip to the park where I didn’t count Weight Watchers points for lunch – tomato and spinach quiche.
- Seeing another live groundhog on the way home. (Although the excitement was slightly dampened by seeing a dead one about 30 seconds later.)
- Not counting Weight Watchers points for the dinner Tom made – chimichangas, cilantro-lime rice, and mango salsa.
- And really, really not counting points for dessert – German chocolate cake and homemade coffee ice cream (incredibly decadent and wonderful.)
- Then relaxing with the kids while Tom cleaned up – not doing dishes was almost my favorite part.
Hard to top the food and the no-cleanup – but Tom had decided to finally give in and buy a Wii – something I’ve been wanting for over a year. And it was completely unexpected – I did mention that I wanted one several times, but it was knowing that it would probably never happen. I was shocked, but really excited.
We set it up while the kids were taking their nap and became addicted almost immediately. Tom has been a skeptic ever since the Wii was debuted, but it didn’t take long for him to change his opinion. The games are all fairly simple, but incredibly intuitive – and fun. And apparently in Wii World, things are backwards because I beat Tom in every single game, hands down.
And then we decided to find out our Wii age. You can do this through the basic sports game, and also through the Fit portion. We started with the basic – which is supposed to test your agility, stamina, and strength. I went first. My Wii age? 59. Oh yes – I may have just turned 31, but apparently I should be qualifying for my senior citizen discount before Ella leaves elementary school. Tom went second. His age? 26. TWENTY SIX! Two. Six. Of course, I don’t know if I should be more embarrassed about how badly I did on the test, or if Tom should be more embarrassed that I still kicked his trash.
Once we switched to the Wii Fit things were still not going so hot, self-esteem wise. The device weighs you and calculates your BMI during the set up process. All of a sudden, that cute little Mii (your Wii avatar) you created gets a makeover. If you are considered overweight (which Tom and I both are) – poof! – your Wii gets fatter. And I’m not so fond of the “oh!” the board lets out every time you get on – I still can’t decide if it’s supposed to be happy that you’re standing on it, or surprised. The good news about the Fit is that I have semi-decent balance. My Fit age (based on your core strength) was 32, and Tom’s was 45.
All in all, we had a blast testing it out and I am seriously feeling it today. Every muscle is aching and my lovely “spot” (the place in my shoulder with a permanant knot) is screaming in pain. And yet I’m excited – I’ve stuck to the yoga portion today (okay, I did do a round of hula-hoop – I couldn’t resist) to try and get my body stretched out and happy again – but I think this will be a great tool to help us both get to our goals of being healthier. Now if only they made a Wii massage program – we’d be set.