The snow bomb cyclone of terror and doom is upon us.
My area only got a light dusting of snow, but it’s FRIGID outside. Like, wearing-three-pairs-of-pants frigid. And windy AF. Like, wearing-three-pairs-of-pants-and-still-getting-wind-burn-on-your-legs windfy AF.
Those factors + resolutioners overrunning my gym = interest in working out, tanked. Unfortunately, that makes it pretty hard to reach my daily steps goal if I’m going to reach the 250,000 steps I want to hit this month.
Soooo, today, I had a brilliant idea: work out at home with the ol’ Wii! And I do mean old. That piece is about to celebrate its 9th birthday.
This turned out to be quite the production.
I turned the console on with no problem. When I finally found a remote control, I tried to use it, only to find it was unresponsive. I opened the battery compartment to find… batteries that had oozed everywhere, who knows how long ago. I pried them out of their slots, cleaned out the hardened residue, and replaced them with new ones. I reset the control with the console, and SUCCESS!
Then, after I literally dusted cobwebs off of my Wii Fit board, I flipped it over to immediately check the batteries for the same issue as I had discovered in the remote — and there it was. I removed the leaked, dead batteries and cleaned out the compartment, but I had no more extra batteries of the right size at home, so I had to trudge out into the bitter cold to buy some. (Oh, I was serious about making this happen!) Unfortunately, I had kind of mis-sequenced this whole venture; I should have checked for full Wii functionality before changing into my new Under Armour work-out pants that only cover me to mid-calf and removing my top entirely, leaving on only a bra. But I didn’t. And I didn’t feel like changing before dashing out to CVS, so I threw my winter coat on over my bare torso and subjected my bare legs to the biting temperatures. I mean, I only walked to and from my car between my building and the CVS I drove to, but it was enough to feel the effects of my laziness. Shit, I had to go when I was still revved up enough, or it would never happen! Aaaaaanyway, I returned triumphantly with the batteries — great way to spend my Extra Bucks! — that I immediately inserted into the board, and… NOTHING.
I tried and tried to get the thing to work, but nothing I did made any difference. RIP Wii Fit Board. (And then I impulsively went on Amazon and ordered a replacement. **shrugs** YOLO.)
When my Wii was on and I had optimistically opened the Wii Fit menu, it greeted me with this:
Yowza!!! That’s 2.76 years. Do better, self.
Oh wellsies. At least I know I have a working console and a working remote, so when the new board arrives, I’ll be ready to go! And I WILL use the crap out of my Wii if this polar spell keeps up the way it’s supposed to.
In the meantime, all that running around from room to room and from car to CVS got me to within 500 steps of my daily goal, which I know I will hit tonight by just walking around in circles if I have to. Wii may not have helped me get a burn on tonight, but it did help re-light my fire and get those needed steps.
I weigh in for my second Kickstarter tomorrow. I’m looking forward to seeing if I have had any changes since I weighed in for my first Kickstarter on Monday. That momentum would really help me keep this little flame lit!