That isn't to say that we don't surprise each other ever. We do. But they're always little surprises--finding that eight loads of laundry have been washed, dried, folded and put away, coming home to fresh flowers from the market, saving the last beer for the other person (hey, this takes serious willpower). Simple, but really meaningful at the right times. At any rate, this year, neither of us could think of something we wanted from the other person. I told Preston that, for his present to me, he could contribute to the "Mary Frances really, really, really wants a Coach bag" fund like my mother, but that didn't really appeal to either of us. He could not think of ANYTHING that he wanted except for a new blazer (which hello I cannot afford) and a new raincoat, since the last time it rained, he wore mine (and yes, there IS a ten inch height and sixty-five pound weight difference between us...it was kind of awesome, and if he hadn't banned me from taking pictures, I totally would have).
ANYWAYS, finally, I decided just to get him a few little things I knew he'd like (coincidentally, I knew that I would like them as well...but I knew he'd like them marginally more, which he did). The week before Christmas I picked up The Tales of Beedle the Bard and Season Three of How I Met Your Mother, and by December 22nd, he had accidentally guessed both of them. So much for my surprises. By the 2oth, however, I still couldn't think of anything I wanted from Preston, who suddenly suggested, "How about a Wii Fit?" We got our Wii last May and have used it embarrassingly few times--every time we do, it's fun, but there just always seems to be something else to do around the apartment. However, I'd read about Wii Fit and had been intrigued. I am a big fan of workout videos/exercising in my den (mainly because gyms scare me and conjure up memories of Those Awful anorexic years), so I figured, sure! It's not something I would ever buy for myself, but 1) it will force us to use the Wii more, and 2) it's a new way to workout at home. SUPER FUN FANTASTIC YAY.
Naturally, everywhere we looked (and by 'everywhere' I mean Target and Best Buy...and Best Buy only because it's in the same shopping center as Target) was completely sold out. So we just decided to wait and postpone my Christmas present until later in the year. However, unknown to me, Preston started looking on Craig's List, and on Christmas Eve at 4:30, he found one in Richmond, picked it up, wrapped it, and completely surprised me on Christmas morning. SUPER FUN FANTASTIC YAY.
After Christmas, however, since we were both still sick and I still had my last paper to write, we decided not even to open it until after New Year's. So last night, with our bodies on the mend and my paper turned in (many days ago, but we went out of town for the weekend), we decided to give it a go. I watched Preston and his Mii take the Fitness test and laughed out loud when it told him his Wii Fit age was 40 and, concluding that he was "much weaker" than he should be, it asked concernedly, "Do you trip when you walk?" Preston's naturally lanky and has always loved sports, but he's not nearly as concerned with being in shape as I am, so I'll be honest--I really wasn't that surprised. By the end of the night, however, he'd shown Wii Fit that he was in fact balanced and had lowered his age to 28. I continued to tease him (with love) completely mercilessly about being 40 in Wii Years, being an old man, etc.
HOWEVER, this morning, Karma completely bit me in the ass. I decided to try it out, confident that, with all my Pilates and running and eating healthy, Wii Fit would say "Mary F [Mary Frances is too long for the Mii] we think you are totally awesome. Your Wii Fit age is 23! Would you look at that?!?" So, with all confidence, it measured my BMI (lower than Preston's), took my weight (totally normal), and gave me the balance test. So the balance test ended up being kind of a lot harder than I thought it would be, and I tried to prepare myself for having a Wii Fit age of 30, or even 35.
And then it popped up and told me that I was FORTY-THREE. And I was all, "WHAT?!?! You have got to be kidding." I seriously yelled at the television. I have Callie as my witness. I woke her up. But no, I am in fact 43 in Wii Years. It told me, with the same concern as it had shown Preston last night, that I was "much weaker" than I should be, that I was "unbalanced," and that I probably trip when I walk. So I did some yoga, discovered that yep my center of balance is basically crap, and that I actually AM a lot weaker than I let myself believe. So for now, my lofty goal is not to be my real age, not even to be 30. No, my Wii Fit goal is, with much work I am sure, to come back under the hill. Wish me luck.
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