Quite a few years ago I was introduced to the Nintendo Wii game system during a Christmas gathering at my brother’s house.
Video games have never been of much interest to me. I’d just as soon have a deck of cards and play solitaire. But the Wii was different.
With this new-at-the-time system you didn’t just sit on the couch and push buttons like a zombie, you got up and moved in much the same way you would if you were actually playing the game.
I bowled and I boxed, even though I had never done either in real life. I had a blast!
But, alas, the day was over and the Wii went back to Richmond with its owner and I stayed here. I checked to see how much one of those contraptions would cost me and discovered I wouldn’t be Wiiing away the hours anytime soon.
I got the bright idea to see if I could win one at a cheap price on Ebay. I’m glad I didn’t hold my breath while I tired because I’d have turned a zillion shades of gray.
Each time I thought I was going to finally win an auction, the price would soar in the final minutes and I’d be Wiiless again. I decided I just couldn’t “Wiin.”
Then it happened. About a year ago I was victorious and I had a Wii en route to my house. I couldn’t wait for it to arrive so I could hook it up and start bowling, boxing and playing whatever else was available.
I came home from work a few days later and there it was: a Wii – MY Wii – in all its glory. I ripped open the package and began the process of hooking it up to my TV. I’m pretty good at figuring out how to hook up electronic gadgets, so it didn’t take long.
I put the batteries in the controller, turned on the system and … I couldn’t get the games to show up on my TV.
I read the instructions again.
I checked the cables to make sure they were properly connected.
I changed channels umpteen times.
After several hours I got so frustrated I just gave up. Apparently it wasn’t going to work with my old TV system.
I put everything into a basket and there it stayed because I never got the nerve to once again go through all the frustration of trying to get it to work.
I got a small HDTV for my bedroom this past Christmas. I took the basket of Wii upstairs to my bedroom and subconsciously forgot it; probably because I still didn’t want the frustration.
Well, this past week I finally decided to see if I could get it to work one night before I went to bed. I hooked everything up and got it running. I bowled repeatedly for about 90 minutes before forcing myself to put down the controller and go to bed.
The next morning I could hardly move. I hurt too much to bowl that night, but the next night I was back at it. I guess everything will stop hurting eventually.
Monday night aqua zumba starts at Randolph Park and several of us from work are going to go. We loved it last year.
“Wouldn’t it be great if we could Wii in the pool,” I told one of these co-workers.
“I’m sure somebody already has,” she chuckled. Of course, she was talking about a different kind of Wii.