The hunt for Wii Fit continues

My upper arms are about as strong as wet spaghetti.

I do exercise, but it’s all cardio-based or involves jogging (not that I’m great at that either, but I am improving). I’m so feeble that every time I see a movie character dangle from a ledge or branch from the tips of their fingers, I cringe, knowing that I would have already fallen screaming to my death, like the Nazi lady at the end of Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade who keeps reaching for the Grail.

I’d like to step up to the little white square and get (Wii) Fit. Apparently, so does everyone else in the country (or at least the 11.7 million Wii owners in the US, as of this posting), because it’s sold out everywhere. Using Wii Alerts has so far yielded zip, as despite successfully purchasing a unit from Target online as soon as the text message arrived, the delivery date was later changed to some time in August.

I’m about to enter the phase of calling stores and obsessively tracking their shipment arrivals, which now that I think about it is kind of a game in and of itself. It’s on, Toys”R”Us, and I’m playing to win.