I am about to debunk a myth for several men out there. If you can’t handle the truth or want to remain oblivious, stop reading now.
Boobs are mostly fat.
Competitors focus on lifting heavy and hard in the gym to build muscle. The closer you come to your competition date, your focus shifts to burning fat, or ‘stored fuel‘, and keeping as much muscle as possible.
If I knew how to eliminate fat off only one part of my body I would be ridiculously rich and living in Bora Bora complete with a live in competition prep cook named Jacques that prepared all my meals and a shoe collection that would turn Imelda Marcos green with envy.
I live in Edmonton; just in case you were confused.
The MTTC (Muffin Top To Chest) Ratio has been a long standing battle in my life. 1:1 is not pretty.
Needless to say as I lean down, so do my boobs.
I am not the only competitor who has this problem. May of us joke around about it back stage while glueing bikini tops to our non-esixtent chests.
By far, my favorite description in regards to her nonexistent boobs was, ‘You mean these old socks with a bit of sand in them?’ I sputtered all over the place, luckily nowhere near her tan.
Many women competitors have implants…as do many women who don’t compete.
I may not have implants, but I do:
- dye my hair
- shave my legs and armpits
- wear makeup
- pluck my eyebrows
- have been known to get gel nails
- use random creams that are supposed to make crows feet go away
So what’s the difference?
My enhancements are 100% socially acceptable because most women in the world do these things.
Implants, dying your hair, plastic surgery, botox, waxing, wearing makeup, and all the other things women do are just that; things women do. They don’t change who you are and they don’t make you happy, at least not in the longterm.
Stop judging and start loving.
If I can’t appreciate me for me and love who I am, implants are not going to help my cause.
Whether you’re a pair of old socks with a bit of sand or perky double d’s, just love and live out who you are. Dance to the beat of your own drum with or without implants.
The ‘breast‘ will follow.