Monday, April 28, 2008

I Get Excited When I Wii

Last Friday I picked up Wii Fit and dragged it home to try it out. I understand that Nintendo are encouraging an increase in exercising and all that through this game, but just getting it home was tiring enough! The thing weighs quite a bit!

Once home, I unpacked it carefully, synced it up with my machine, and started my all-new fitness regime. After some minor hiccups (I'm slightly over my ideal BMI), I was throwing myself around, avoiding panda bears and zooming off ski slopes! I even went jogging in my living room with Noel!

While the minigames are a lot of fun, it is the yoga exercises that I've enjoyed most. The balance board tracks your center of gravity, so it can tell you when you are going wrong, and help you achieve a good pose. As I know I have a bad posture, I've been focusing my efforts on the exercises that help that area, but I try to get a well-rounded workout. My shoulders are killing me from the push-ups, and my legs were shaking after a few stretching exercises a few minutes ago. My thighs burn, and my blood is pumping.

And I can do all this in my own home, with no beefcakes surrounding me, or no-one to see when I can't do that last push-up. But I still push myself. I'm doing more than I usually do, and I'm going to try to stay at it.

I've set myself a target to lose 1.5kg in two weeks. I thought I'd be ok, but this morning the game told me I've put on weight!! I didn't even have dinner yesterday!

Overheard On...

Gmail. Sometimes, I wonder why I'm let teach small children...
Sinead: wondering what to do for an hour at my desk and not work
me: Should have brought your DS.
Sinead: good idea
or a book
so entertain me
me: Once upon a time...
Sinead: yes...
me: there was a little bear, that lived all by himself in the woods.
One day, Little Bear was out searching for food.
He looked under rocks.
He looked inside tress.
Sinead: what was his name
me: He looked in the water.
Sinead: did he find any yet he must be starving
me: But Little Bear, whose name was L.B., could not find anything to eat.
"Where is all the food gaone?" thought L.B.
"Where are all the yummy bugs from under the rocks?"
"Where is all the yummy honey from inside the trees?"
"And where are all the juicey fish that swim in the river?"
Little Bear didn't know.
He looked high up in the trees.
He looked low down in the valleys.
And then, he looked deep down inside a dark cave.
Sinead: oh poor LB
Sent at 1:28 PM on Monday
me: That was when he found the illegally dumped bio-hazardous waste that some careless chemical company had disposed off, allowing it to leak out and kill all the grubs under the rocks, the bees in the trees, and the fish in the rivers. And it killed Little Bear too.

The End.
Sinead: oh
did he have a mam
can she have more babies?
me: No. He lived all alone in the forest, remember. It was at the start.
Sinead: where did he come from
was he little cause he was small, or young
me: His mam had been killed years ago by hunters and was now on display in a café where fat american tourists could pose for photographs.
Sinead: oh was she born in this forest too
me: Yup. She had spent a happy life here until the day a .22 ripped through her like a hot klnife through butter.
Sinead: did LB see it happen
me: Nah. He was playing with Mr. Squirrel and Fluffy Bunny, the Hare in a Rabbit Desguise.
Sinead: are they all dead too?
Sent at 1:35 PM on Monday
me: Yea. Mr. Squirrel had a massive coronary about 6 months ago, and Fluffy Bunny had an unfortunate accident involving an articulated truck and 8 large tires.
Sent at 1:36 PM on Monday

Friday, April 18, 2008

I Wee When I Get Excited

When I get all excited about something, I clench my fists, shake them side-to-side, and screech "weeeee" through a huge grin that spreads from ear to ear. Rather like Wallace I suppose. When I get really excited, the screech becomes audible to dogs and kids that can still register that annoying mosquito sound places use to disband hoards of emo and goth kids. What...? You thought the title meant something different?

At the moment, any time I think about my Spirit of the Century game, I find myself shaking and screeching. A lot. Looking back on the last few weeks, things have been going far better than I could ever have hoped (I'm a little behind in my summaries, but hope to post new ones soon), with everyone now rushing head-long towards the endgame. Looking forward, plots seem to be jumping out at me, coming together with very little effort, tying directly into player characters backgrounds. Next Tuesdays scenario was particularly fun to research. (Ack! Just now, even writing that last sentence, I let out a little screech!) Of course, I can't go in to detail now, as some of my players do read my blog occasionally, and I'd hate to spoil anything.