Mostly hate.
It tells me on a daily basis that I'm unbalanced.
It asks me if I fall down when I walk.
It chastises me if I skip a day of working out.
See?
Okay, so I skipped THREE days.
But I was busy.
Seriously.
This house doesn't clean itself. Even though my husband seems to think it does. I believe he imagines that tiny faeries fold and put away his laundry.
Then the WiiFit told me bluntly that I had gained weight and asked me this:
I was tempted to simply switch off the WiiFit and walk away. I don't have to put up with abuse from a freakin' video game!
But curiousity got the better of me so I pushed A:
The WiiFit didn't have "Because I nearly ate an entire cookie cake" as a selection.
So I picked Night Snacking. Even though I rarely night snack. Okay fine, I occasionally do. Mostly on Fridays. Because, hello, it's FRIDAY. TGIF? I'm celebrating the end of the week.
I got a lecture on Night Snacking. I told the WiiFit "Duh." I tend to speak to it as though it's a live being.
Then it mentioned cocoa and I got excited. Cocoa=chocolate which equals Reeses!
Right?
Okay, I know that's not what EvilFit meant.
But a girl can dream, okay?
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