The first time I met my mom's Wii Fit, we didn't get along very well.
1st: He calculated my age ... 42
2nd: He told me I wasn't very strong.
3rd: He pointed out that I must trip a lot because I don't pick up my feet.
I fought back and in one weekend,
1: Lost ten pounds. (Stupid Wii Fit)
2: Was told that I was extremely strong.
3: Dropped my age to 20 years old.
So in my mind, I am of course winning the battle with Wii Fit. However, today Wii Fit scored some major points. I was shopping at Gateway with Emily, (we're scrambling to get clothes for our Europe trip), and as I tried to conquer some stairs, I full-on kicked the stair instead of actually stepping on top of it, and fell ... hard and loud. Em was a little ahead, turned, laughed her loudest asthma laugh which was then accompanied by a girl's, "Are you alright?"
Next goal: Learn how to pick up my feet.
Curious? Ask Emily how much fun I can make the advanced step on Wii.