I'm really feeling yesterday's lunges and side planks. My thighs and back are asking if we could just skip Wii Fit and play GTA4 instead. But I'm not going to disappoint the Balance Board ™, or the eerie ghost chick trainer or the Mii ™ that looks nothing like me. Besides, it's only ten lunges. Oops, it turns out I've unlocked the ability to do 15 lunges! So, 15 lunges it is, right?

My main problem with Wii Fit is that it doesn't let me set a workout routine, or tell me how many lunges I should do, or how long I should exercise. Instead, I just show up to pick and choose among different exercises until I get done at some unspecified point in time. Without any sort of focus, or regimen, or program, it's easy to get bored and go play GTA4 instead. Which reminds me, I haven't tried that ramp I found in Meadow Hills yet. I bet you could really get some air with an NRG 900!

"While you're working out, visualize the ideal body," the ghostly trainer chick says without moving her lips. Wait, am I supposed to be thinking of my own body, or someone else's? And what gender? Is this like a trick question? Because I don't think this is the appropriate time to be imagining what I'm imagining.

On to the jogging is one of the most ridiculous things I've ever seen, and I don't necessarily mean that as a criticism. I put the Wiimote in my pocket and run in place to send my Mii ™ on a predetermined path through a 3D representation of Wii Fit Island ™. Other Miis ™ are jogging here as well, most of them passing me because Wii Fit doesn't seem to think I should go very fast, or very far. Apparently there isn't a leash law on Wii Fit Island ™, because there are Nintendogs running rampant. One of them could virtually bite me.

Okay, that's enough of this. You know what I'm going to do? Go for a real run. Which I do, for about three miles in my neighborhood. Thirty minutes of Wii Fit and then thirty minutes of Mii-less ™ Real Fit. And that's it for day three.