from a pinto to a ferrari

I had my first date with Darin. I was incredibly nervous beforehand. Apparently for no good reason. Darin is one cool dude who was super easy to talk to. We discussed my goals. I told him I want to get dangerous. He rephrased it by telling me that I am a Pinto and he is going to turn me into a Ferrari.  It's probably time for my before picture.

At least he didn't call me a dump truck. However, I have always said that the first guy who told me I have dumps like a truck, truck, truck I would marry on the spot. The problem I have with posting a real "before" picture is that I still look like it. So, until there is some noticeable change, I'm going to keep those pictures private. But just know that in due time I will post the frumpy, pale, chubby pictures. I can't wait either. Other than the car analogy nothing earth shaking was discussed at the initial meeting. The fat test is happening on our next date. Tuesday, Nov. 2nd at 5:15.  I have been looking for a way to loose 60 pounds in 5 days, but short of amputation have found nothing. Rats. Darin did show me a picture of himself dressed up as Richard Simmons/Carrot Top  and he was wearing Kelsey's pink shorty shorts so that he had something to be embarrassed about to ease my fat test anxiety. What a guy, eh?  on a side note: his legs were rockin in that picture. If I get leg muscles like that, I might not wear any clothes. ever.