
Jenna is my new trainer. We get along really well and I think she is an excellent trainer. She, of course, like most of the people I am really close with, is not real. She is my Wii Fit trainer.
She helps me do yoga, makes fun of my shaky balance and is really supportive. Turns out, she is Mel's trainer too. What a small world! Mel and I were discussing this, as you are given a choice of trainers, male (Biff) or female (Jenna). Biff is a complete jerk.
Mel and I were discussing this in the car, when Reagan pipes up, "Daddy, why did you pick a female trainer?" Hmmm. Picking Biff was never an option for me. I gently explained, "I would much rather look at Jenna while she contorts my body into tough to hold positions" and immediately regretted saying that for fear of a follow up question.
Luckily, I got none other than an odd glare from Mel, but I am used to those. Heck, I thrive on those. Oddly I was gladdened to hear Mel picked Jenna too. I wouldn't want her staring at Biff all day. Not that I couldn't take Biff in a fight...
So you can imagine my surprise this morning when I click to start my breathing exercises with Jenna, Biff shows up and says he is filling in for Jenna. What? Since when are my imaginary computerized friends unavailable?!? She is digital, she can't not be available.
Luckily Jenna became free after Biff and I finished breathing. Perhaps she was in the digital ladies room? Applying more digital make up for my session?
note: the folks at Wii did not name Jenna or Biff. Those are my names for them. Presumably, they don't have names being fake people and all.
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