Santa brought me a Wii for Christmas!  It was on my list and I guess I was a good girl this year.  Although the tag said it came from Ed the Dog, I know it was from Santa.  Of course the guys had to set it up for me.  It came with Wii Sports and Wii Resort.  Here’s the lowdown:

Amazingly, I have the exact, and I mean EXACT, same curve ball to the left when I bowl on Wii as when I bowl in real life.  I may actually learn to bowl using this thing;  when I move to the right, as Jeff Plonsker has long told me I need to do to compensate, I got quite a few more spares and strikes.  OK, OK, next time at the bowling alley I will do it that way and see what happens.   

If I needed more proof that Wii does mimic real life more than you would think, I kicked butt at ping pong, which is my dominant sport in real life.  Wakeboarding and jet skiing, not so much.  Essentially, I have drowned many times over in the past 48 hours.  Tennis, baseball – I think those just take awhile to get the hang of, and I hope to improve. I have no interest in trying the golf. 

I also found it interesting that although you don’t have to accurately mimic the whole body motions of the sport for the Wii to react, you find yourself doing it anyway, and actually work up a sweat.  Thus I had to move the coffee table so I could take my bowling steps to the line.  My baseball bat swings were a danger to Ed the Dog; in addition I felt quite foolish when my “team” would drop the easy outfield fly and the other team would catch each one of mine, and I would let out a “no way!” loud enough for the neighbors to hear.  Or when I miss that spare by an eyelash.  Or when my awesome wakeboard stunt doesn’t count because I didn’t land flat on the water. 

After Christmas I hope to get a balance board and Wii Fit on sale and start exercising.  Al thought I was kidding, but physical therapy departments are actually using the Wii to improve balance in their patients.  I just want to be able to start practicing skiing before I hit the snowy snowy slopes – which, by the way, are the joyous by-product of coastal rainstorms.

Think I’ll go try some canoeing or archery in the meantime.  Thanks, Santa!