So it turns out Wii Fit is kind of a bitch.

I got a Wii and Wii Fit for Christmas. No, this was not a veiled attempt by my family to hint I might want to get up off the couch, I actually did ask Santa for one. (Apparently Santa reads my Amazon.com Wish List. Noted.) I wanted a new game system since my old PS2 is on its way out; I can only play three or four songs on Rock Band before the picture on the screen gets too fuzzy for me to follow the drum beats. I've played with the Wii at a few friends' houses and it was fun, and I figured it's also relatively cheap and it streams Netflix!

My parents and brother played the Sports Resort after Christmas dinner, but I didn't open the Wii Fit balance board until this morning when I knew no one was in the house. I knew from online reviews that the "game" keeps track of progress, including any weight loss, and I was not going to have my family listening to exactly how overweight I am being broadcast across our surround-sound speakers. After fiddling with syncing the board with the console, I clicked through the introductions and selected my cute little Wii Mi (an avatar I made to resemble me) in her pink shirt and kicky ponytail.

The screen version of the balance board told me to climb on and it would calculate my BMI. Here we go. I stepped onto the balance board and it exclaims "OH!" And not in a "OH! Yay! You've stepped on me and now I'm quietly calculating your BMI based on weight and height!" but more in a "OH! Holy shit, warn a balance board before you haul your fat ass on top of me, alright?!" Once it finishes the measurements, it tells me that I am obese (not a huge shock), but then makes my Wii Mi FATTER! She ballooned out in the front and the back. Now, instead of a spunky little chick with a ponytail, there's a chunky round girl with a double chin. Harsh, reality. 

The rest of the test went ok, and it put my "Fit Age" at 24, a year younger than my actual age. Which makes me feel good, but also makes me suspect that the "Fit Age" has no basis in reality. I snuck in a few of the aerobic activities before my dad came back in the house and I quickly turned it off to avoid the inevitable raucous laughter that would come at my expense if he caught a glimpse of me doing the hula hoop mini-game (I totally kill it though - 307 is my high score so far). I suspect once I get back to my apartment I will have a love-hate relationship with the Wii Fit, but if I get on it just to prove it wrong, that's good enough for me.