A friend invited me over on the pretense of returning a borrowed book. I say pretense because, I am convinced the ulterior motive was good, old-fashioned torture. When I arrived, it was already in motion. Seemingly innocuous, it stood off to the side like a wallflower, like the middle school student who came to the dance without a date.
"Would you like to play a game?"I'm reminded of an old movie with Matthew Broderick and Dabney Coleman.
"No, I have to get home."It was true; Grey's Anatomy was not a repeat and besides, I'm a proud couch potato.
"Just one game... it's awesome!"Finally, I relented to try baseball, because "all you have to do is hit a home run". Yeah, like point and shoot with an M1 Abrams Tank. No problem. Thirty balls later and I'm breathing like a pervert with a burn phone.
"Let's try bowling."
Bowling sounds good... no real athleticism involved. My kind of game.Turns out, I haven't bowled in about 15 years and this appears to be the equivalent of 20 deep lunges per game. Four games later and I am begging for a wheelchair and a morphine drip. I don't remember bowling being this strenuous.
This is all from a regular Wii, not Wii Fit.
Baseball worked out my arms... bowling worked out my thighs... I wonder if Wii has something for the midsection?
Better yet, do they make a Wii crossword?
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