“Not a lot of muscle. A whole lotta fat.” The former athlete looked back at her massive rear-end, wondering to herself how she can bounce back from this setback, if that’s even possible anymore. “Well, I guess this is gonna have to be the new me this year, huh?”
 
“Aww, don’t worry about it, Dashie!” Pinkie shrugged as she placed her hand on her friend’s shoulder. “Once you get your weight under control, I’m sure you’ll be in tippity-top shape in no time!”
 
“Hey, uh, Pinkie? You know I appreciate the help and all. But, maybe you being in here with me right now is a little… much.”
 
“Yeah, and?”