Whee! Wii!

That I am a bit of a geeky girl is pretty clear: I work on the web, love history, buy fun tech toys, knit… hell, I even just bough a Mac. I do, however, have some holes in my geek credibility. My lack of love for sci-fi/fantasy is one (small doses only, please), my disinterest in comics (the tv program Heroes being the exception) is another, and the fact that I am, in no way a gamer (it’s just not in my skill set) is a third. This weekend, though, I bought something that might help — at least a little — with that last point.

Yep, I bought a Wii.

On Thanksgiving, we spent a good chunk of the evening playing out at my brother’s place. We had a family bowling tournament, played some golf, and then bowled some more. It was a ton of fun, and not the boring, sit-on-your-butt kind of video games that those of us from the Atari generation are used to playing. I also got to try out my sister-in-law’s WiiFit, and discovered something I never expected: a way of exercising that didn’t entirely suck — that was, in fact, pretty fun. And, given that I am at an age where I should be working out in order to stay healthy, it seemed like a good way to get started.

I have to admit, I decided then that I really wanted one, but didn’t think I would end up getting one so soon. It turned out, though, that when I went to BestBuy on Saturday to buy a hard drive, I found a huge stack of them right inside the front door. Knowing that they’re a hot — and fairly scarce — commodity this time of year, I decided to grab one. I set it up last night, and actually got up this morning and did a bunch of little exercises. I got out of bed a half-hour early to do it, which for me is definitely a sign that I like it.

I still kind of doubt that having a Wii will turn me into a gamer, but seriously, anything that encourages me to get out of bed in the morning is a good thing to have around.

I Never Knew Sitting was so Complicated

One of the things that I have learned in my physical therapy sessions is that I am not a very good sitter. In fact, I’m so bad that, if it isn’t the entire reason I am there, it is at least a contributing factor. My therapist asked if there is any way I could not sit at work (um, no) or perhaps get up and move every 15 minutes (not if I want to get anything done).

Because of my lack of enthusiasm for the first two options, I am left with re-learning how to sit. This involves having a hand towel, rolled up and bound with athletic tape, stuffed into the small of my back when I am seated. It makes me feel like I am doing a backbend in my chair, though apparently, I look like I am sitting normally. I find it bizarre that sitting correctly feels so unnatural. Shouldn’t doing something the right way feel, well, right?

But I have to admit, it does seem to be helping. I have been sitting this way since Wednesday and my back doesn’t seem to hurt nearly as much at the end of the day.

Ow!

This morning I had the first physical therapy appointment for my back problem, and now it hurts worse than ever before. Is that how it’s supposed to work? Does it get worse before it gets better? All I know is I am getting nothing done at work. I am just here, in my chair, trying to think of more comfortable ways to sit. Ow, ow, ow!