I have been feeling down. In the dumps. In a funk, if you will. For… too long, I can’t even count. Some days I think my Pristiq is not working, but I’ll save that for another post. After four years in therapy with the BRILLIANT Pamela W. (if you need a therapist in tampa bay, I can give you her name) I should know all of the coping skills that should be put into place to help keep me out of said funk, but, I have not been using them. God Bless the man who married me to stick by me through all of my ups and downs. It has NOT been pretty.
So, I decided that I need to pick up what is left of myself and start doing something to make myself feel more like- well, myself. Enter the EA Active 30 Day Challenge.
Now I bought this video game a while back thinking “I’m home all day, of course I can workout with my Wii.” I started the 30-Day Challenge before and failed miserably. What I do remember, though, is that I felt really good and had more energy on the days that I worked out.
Getting started… did not go as planned. First, my daughter- oh God love her, would not go to sleep. I was really planning to use her naptime as my workout time. Ha! When I finally got her to sleep. I put my sneakers on and then realized that the Wii was sitting comfortably on the bottom shelf of our entertainment center. For I had not hooked it back up since moving into the new place IN SEPTEMBER. Okay, proceed to hook up the Wii…
All set up. Now I can do my EA Active. Wait, what is this? The Wii remote is flashing blue lights. Hmm that sometimes means the battery is dead, but I just changed the batteries. What else could it be? Where’s the other remote? {{searching, searching, searching…}} Huh, it seems to be lost. (Damn it, Cadence!) Okay, so I’m stuck with one remote, flashing blue lights at me and I don’t know what’s wrong. Oh look, it’s my baby brother on the phone, he always knows the answer to electronics questions.
Me: Hey Jr. do you know anything about the Wii?
Jr: Yeah, I know a little, why?
Me: Well, The remote is not working and your lovely niece lost the other remote so I’m stuck with one for now. I put new batteries in, but the blue lights are on the bottom and I don’t know what to do. I pressed the red sync button on the back of the remote, but nothing. I really thought it was the Sync thingy since once remote is missing I thought maybe this was remote #2 and ugh, we haven’t plugged this in since September…. (insert further rambling here)
Jr: Whoa, whoa, you haven’t plugged it in since September?
Me: Well, yeah, not since we moved
Jr: There should be a red sync button on the Wii itself, I know the XBox has one. Since you haven’t plugged it in in so long you may need to press that also.
Me: (Frantically searching for this magical red sync button on the Wii) Are you sure? Cause I don’t- Ohhh, you. are. so. smart Jr. I found it. Thank you.
Jr: Yeah, no problem
Me: K, I gotta go try to work out before your niece wakes up. K? bye.
Now I’m ready to go. Let me put my wrist strap on (safety first, kids) and Press A, A (yes I know the nunchuk needs to be connected), A again- damn it Nintendo, really? If I throw my Wii remote through the screen, I promise not to sue you!
Alright, here we are. ready to work out. Select 30-Day Challenge, choose my trainer Hmm, I think I’ll pick a male trainer this time, maybe he’ll do better at helping me stay on track. (wink, wink) And let’s get started Okay, running (Wahhhhhhh) YOU’VE GOT TO BE FUCKING KIDDING ME. Well, so much for that workout.
Then I decide to press on, not be discouraged and rather see if I can work out with C in the living room with me. Yeah… that was- interesting, but I got it done. Try doing side lunges with your daughter clinging to your legs. F-U-N.
I can’t even tell you how many times I pressed pause. Look at poor Trainer Danny in the corner showing me how to side lunge. Just being so patient with me. I decided to name him Danny after cursing at him once when he said “My grandmother can demonstrate better than that!” Uhh excuse the fuck outta me Danny Boy.
I also had to find a good place to put my resistance bands so C wouldn’t use them as her next toy or weapon, whichever.
C found one of my old mix CD’s and I let her play with it since she seemed so content scratching it back and forth on the fireplace brick… but oh no, she still wanted to come run with Mommy.
All I can hope is that a. I stick with it and b. tomorrow goes more smoothly. So, here’s to tomorrow.
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