NOT-a-Mommy Makeover! Breast Lift + 450 High Profile Implants + Tummy Tuck = Hotness! - San Diego, CA

Over the past 3 years or so, I've lived a very healthy lifestyle. I've worked out regularly, eaten healthy, done strength training, completed road races and even a Sprint Triathlon. Not to say it's all for naught; I love being active and feeling healthy, but if the one thing I work for is to be comfortable in a bikini or in a sports bra at the gym, then it may as well be.

No matter how hard I work, my breasts weren't going to look up at me and say, "JUST KIDDING!!" as they spring to life and stand at attention, while the extra skin on my stomach suddenly tightens around my abdominal wall, as a tiny Collagen fairy plays a melodic harp ascension.

Let me be clear about my reasons for choosing cosmetic surgery; I had no illusions of grandeur. I did not think it will fulfill some gaping void in my life; my life is quite complete. I did not expect it to "lift my spirits," as the only thing that needs lifting are these ta-tas. My reasons are few but solid:

1. I've done everything I can to make myself better in every facet of my life; I simply refuse to settle. At work, with my friends, in my relationships, etc - I always do whatever it takes to be the best I can be. This, to me, is no different.
2. I'd really like an age-inappropriate belly button. Sue me.
3. If I can't fix it, certainly a surgeon can.