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I stink. No, I mean it. I just finished my one-hour Wii Fit workout for the day and I reek. Of course, being a chubby Mommy, I’m going to be sweating for the next, oh, half hour or so. That means showering now would only be a waste of time — by the time I was clean, dried off and moisturized it would be time to do it all again.

So I’m sitting here doing my damndest to stay downwind of myself. Not an easy task, even if I am getting pretty good at that yoga thing. And speaking of yoga, today’s workout consisted of 22 minutes of it followed by 15 minutes of strength training and 20 minutes of aerobics.

I tried out the “freestyle step routine” for the first time. Basically, it’s 10 minutes of stepping on and off the balance board in time with an annoying ding sound emitted by the Wiimote. The only good part about it: being able to watch a news channel while still getting my Wii Fit credit for exercise time. The entire fun factor was gone, though, so I doubt I make that a regular part of my morning workouts. May start doing it in the evening while whatever my remote-controlling husband insists on tuning in.

Aside: Hold on, let me see if I’m still sweating. Yep. Eww.

While we’re on the topic of my husband, tomorrow he’s heading to Korea for some stupid business trip or another. Why, no, I don’t have many more details beyond that. What more do I need to know than he is once again going to be traveling, and I am once again going to be solo-parenting.

Another aside: Yes, I realize many of you are single moms, and I feel for you. I did that route myself for 8 years with my daughter. And while it may sound like I’m whining about spending the next few weeks doing what you do every day, keep in mind that I scrub his underwear, pick up his socks, wipe his balls of phlegm off his clothing and our furniture and generally tend to all of those other wifely duties that are part of my deal for not having to solo parent a/k/a marriage.

Anyway. The nice part about VH’s trip this time is that I have a Wii Fit to entertain me in the evenings. Also, I can stop recording all of those stupid shows he insists on watching every night, and maybe even I’ll get a chance to catch the finale of Real Housewives of Orange County (the women I so love to hate).

Oh, and in case you’re curious, I am STILL sweating. Also, I’ve lost 5 pounds in the 2 weeks since getting my Wii Fit. Which means that despite the stench of my armpits I can still savor the sweet smell of success.