Who wants a Nintendo Wii + Wii Fit? Come on, you know you do.

Yes. And booze helps.

Note: CONTEST IS OVER, but you can still scroll down to read all the cringe-worthy entries!!

It's true. I am giving away a Wii + Wii Fit. Let's talk fitness, shall we?

There was a time in my life when I used to dance every day. All through elementary, junior high, and high school. Even in college, I didn't give up my dance classes. I could never imagine a life without some form of dance.

Then I switched majors halfway through college and had to work my ass off to finish school on time because there was no way I was staying in LA for one moment longer than I needed to. That meant the dance classes went bye-bye.

When I started working full-time, not being a morning person, I only had evenings to work out. Looking for that dance connection and inspiration, I went in search of a fun workout program with an emphasis on music and movement. And I discovered:

Jazzercise.

Yes. Oh, yes.

Jazz hands! (Actually, it wasn't like that.)

It was 1991, people, and I was what you would call, a hardcore Jazzercizer. I went three or four times a week and I was in the best shape of my life. I wore leotards and cut off tights. I used Exer-tubes and 8 pound hand-weights. I could do push-ups. I had a braided, yellow terry-cloth headband. And a Jazzercise water-bottle and towel.

In Jazzercise, it's all about the instructor, and my instructor was Barb who taught at Cubberley High School in Palo Alto. She probably peaked looks-wise in 1979, and she stuck with it. Because when you got a good thing going on, why change?. She was all poofy over-processed hair, headbands, high-top sneakers, thong leotards, and heavy make-up. She had psycho eyes. She lived and breathed Jazzercise, but I would put her up against a boot camp drill sargeant any. day. The woman kicked ass.

Then we moved to San Francisco, and Jazzercise wasn't the same. First of all, no sprung floor, we were 'cizin' on concrete and that just kills your joints. So I discovered yoga. And the miracle worker, Mr. Elfin Magic himself Michael Cooper at Yoga Tree on Stanyan. (Jai!) I devoted three years of my life to practicing there with him. Because, in case you hadn't noticed, when I do something, I tend to go a little nusto-overboard. Back then I used to think a lot about being a yoga instructor.

Then I had a kid and I had no time to exercise. And I'm the type of person that must. Just has to. And then I had another kid and well. I'm just now getting back to regularly exercising FIVE. YEARS. LATER. We signed up for a gym six months ago and they have childcare and dammit, I am going. It kills me, but I am going.

P.S. Breastfeeding does NOT make you "lose all the weight." It is not "a miracle." The weight does not "melt off." In my case, it did the opposite. I gained weight because I was hungry all the damn time.

Which brings me to the Nintendo Wii Fit that you know want.

I'm had a Wii Fit party last Friday, and in between tequila shots and sake bombs (kidding, Nintendo! Kinda...) we tried our hand the Wii Fit which isn't even out yet. (Post coming soon.) In the meantime check out these lovely and helpful ladies. They come to your party and help you play the Wii Fit. And look all cute in their matching sweat suits. Hate.:

If you play the Wii Fit, you will look like this. (Again, Nintendo, I kid!)

Because you are all so awesome, Nintendo wants you to have a chance at winning a Wii Console and Wii Fit game and balance board! Yes, you!

You want to win one?  Here's what you need to do: 

I want to hear your embarrassing fitness stories. Did you fall off a treadmill? Do the Jane Fonda Workout? Fart during partner yoga class? Sweat with the Oldies?  I want to hear it all, baby. And make it good because the most embarrassing story—the one that makes my judges (my mom, sister and I) cringe and laugh out loud at the same time—is going to win. I know you have some stories because a lot of you reading this are my age. And working out in the 80's? Was hella embarrassing. If you have photos or other graphics to illustrate your point even better. Posts don't have to be long, they just need to be full of shame and ridiculousness. The only burn I want to feel is from the flush of your cheeks.

DA RULZ

1. Go back to your blog and write your most embarrassing fitness story.
2. Be sure you link back to this entry, and let your readers know that you are entering to win a Nintendo Wii and Wii Fit from Three Kid Circus CITYMAMA. Hey, and no fair entering two contests. Okay, you can enter two contests, but you need to follow her rules (and post two DIFFERENT stories with two links back to each us) and youbetcherass we're going to compare notes to make sure you didn't win twice.
   
3. If you don't have a blog AND ONLY IF YOU DON'T HAVE A BLOG, leave your story in the comments below. I'd prefer it if you blogged it, but you know how it goes. And make sure you leave a valid email address. I don't spam. Promise.
4. Come back here and leave me a comment below with a link to your post letting me know it's up.

I will accept entries through midnight on Friday, May 23. I'll announce the winner right here on this very blog on Monday, May 26. Winner will receive her/his Wii + Wii Fit around June 18.

One prize (consisting of a Wii console and the Wii Fit game and balance board) will be awarded by Nintendo. And okay. I will scrounge up some consolation prizes consisting of items from my thift store donation bin. Hope you wear a size 9.5 shoe.

ANYONE CAN PLAY! SPREAD THE WORD! TELL YOUR FRIENDS!: CITYMAMA'S GIVING AWAY A WII FIT. WIIIIIIIII!

...now go blog!