In the health industry, particularly the fitness industry, muscles are everywhere, fat is nowhere and tits are in my face! Not my tits though. These little chocolate chips are under wraps, undercover and barely existent. However, if I had them, I’d use them to my full advantage in my industry because we all know SEX sells! Just think about how many people are going to read this blog because I tag the words ‘Boobs and Sex’.
It’s crossed my mind over the past 10 years to balloon up my knockers, but not until recently had I really given it deep thought. I have the abs, the attitude, the knowledge and the drive, but I don’t have the large, womanly breasts that would accentuate my curves.If I had larger breasts, would people take me more seriously? Would people be more attracted to my business? Would I get more exposure? Would I be more successful? I convinced myself that the answer was …. YES. Everywhere you turn, there is a fit girl with tits puffing out the top of her sports bra. Sometimes, it’s obviously fake but HOT none the less!
I want curves! I want fun bags! I want to be able to shave my bush and not look like a pre-pubescent 11 year old school girl!
I talked to friends that had the operation., I even talked to my friends who were surgeons, and I consulted in my best friend, life partner and my biggest supporter:….my husband, Kyle. Out of all my social research, my biggest non-supporter of enhancement was my biggest business supporter, Kyle. This did come as a surprise to me since he would really be the one getting the most enjoyment out of the surgery!
Now, Kyle wasn’t just against it, he was pissed off. He could not believe that somebody as confident as me felt the need to change something about myself simply for visual satisfaction. I argued with him that it’s a business-growth move. He said that you can tell a lot about a woman that has fake boobs. “It’s a certain type of woman and I can’t take them seriously.” I disagree, so despite his feelings, I kept my persistence which angered him even more.
Kyle’s second argument was that “big boobs are gross.” I tried to explain that I don’t want porno boobs, I just want curves. I tried hard to call him on this one, but he actually really does like small boobs. I couldn’t argue my way out of that. but it doesn’t change MY opinion of them. I think they are hot! I’m not gonna lie, I like to look at them myself. I’d probably play with them more than he would.
His last argument was that my business is not run on the principal of quick fixes; rather it is run on the principle of real solutions: real nutrition, real exercise, and a healthy life. It’s a fact, if you have a low percentage of body fat, you don’t have large breasts and if I had large breasts it would be obvious that I’m not “real” I countered this argument with the fact that what I am truly giving my clients and fans is confidence, and if big boobs give me confidence, I’m simply giving myself what I give to others. That counter just took us back to argument numero uno.
So, I took all my information and did what any woman would do.: I made an appointment with a cosmetic surgeon. My thought was, “since I have to have some more basil cell carcinoma removed from my eye again, I’ll just get the implants while I’m already under.” I took Kyle to the appointment, and when we were done, I almost had him convinced that we should do it!
After the appointment, I went home and was excited about my almost new boobs! I thought, “I’m going to look like a woman for the first time in my life!” I started cooking and thinking about business, my children, my family and my friends and how much I love my life. I was pouncing around on Facebook and Twitter, and then BOOM! it hit me so hard that I stopped mid post, stared off into space for a second and literally said out loud, “In no way will boobs enhance my life.” In that moment, something happened to me. This was a moment of awakening for me, a moment of truth and peace. I don’t want boobs. I don’t care to look like societies idea of a woman because in my heart I know a woman shows her confidence through stride not by cup size. My aha moment of decision had given me the confidence I was lacking, I was liberated. Free of the burden of needing to conform.
Then I knew exactly why Kyle was so mad. He married me because I satisfied one his biggest turn ons….: I had confidence. I also remembered what my Mom had told me, “Erika, I’ve never had boobs and I’ve never had a problem turning a man’s head when I walk into a room.”
Confident, Strong, tiny and oh so sexy! This sells!
If I’m going to be successful in business, I challenge myself to take the journey A cup and all. I want people to look at me for wisdom, for my nutrition and fitness expertise, NOT for my big knockers that hit my chin when I Turbo. If I can’t find success or my confidence without them then I am simply not giving my supporters the information they want.
I must say, I feel I’ve not given my clients and fans the credit they deserve. They tend to be a more sophisticated group with an intelligent view of them selves in this world. I would love to continue to recruit this same type of clientele and as of now, they aren’t following me because of my ta-tas!
The Itty Bitty Titty Committee wins again!!
So after this decision I went out and bought a black Michael Stars halter top jump suit which any big chested women would have to wear a bra but…I DON’T! And in this Texas heat, bras suck.
Disclaimer: This blog was written by a women. All women reserve the right to change her mind on a daily basis. Tomorrow’s possible blog…. ‘I got D’s!!’
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