no man, just get more hours sleep first and then decide if you will'Atta Girl. Breakfast of champions.
I know the feelingI'm think about taking a few days off.
She calls you when her car breaks down. When she needs help moving. When some guy she's actually dating treats her badly.
You're the listener. The reliable one. The guy who would treat her so much better, if she'd just open her eyes.
She won't. You trained her to see you as the low-effort option — the friend who requires zero risk and zero investment. Every favor dug the hole deeper.
The "22 Rules" break the pattern. You'll stop auditioning for a role she already cast and become the man she chases instead. It starts with Rule 1.
no man, just get more hours sleep first and then decide if you will'Atta Girl. Breakfast of champions.
I know the feelingI'm think about taking a few days off.
That sentence contains at least five follow-up questions she WANTS you to ask. Where in Florida? What brought you here? How long have you been in the area? What do you miss? How does it compare to here?
She handed them to you on a silver platter. And you said, "Oh cool. I come here every week. I love this band. Ummm... pretty crowded tonight."
She smiled politely. Nodded. And never texted you back.
I was that guy for years. Talking too much. Listening too little. Panicking about my next sentence while she was literally feeding me the answers.
Then I found 22 rules that fixed the whole thing. Rule number one: shut up and listen. She'll tell you exactly what to say.
Next Monday you'll feel more confident. After the gym you'll feel more confident. After one more drink you'll feel more confident. After you get a better haircut, a better jacket, a better job.
You've been "getting ready" for two years.
She's standing ten feet away right now. She'll be gone in four minutes. No amount of preparation will manufacture the courage that only comes from moving your feet.
Walk over. Stumble through the first sentence. Let it be clumsy. Let it be imperfect. You will feel more alive in those ten seconds than you have all month.
I feel I was born on a bike and its probably how I will die. I only bike at a steady pace on high gear to condition(save)my knees for work.Getting in shape is a delicate thing at times. I would highly recommend an Oura ring. I find that people generally work out too much.
The walks are a great idea that can be done every day. I’m not a proponent of longer distance/time workouts at higher heart rates. Slows progress way too much. It slows conditioning.
There’s a guy one here with what at first glance appears to be bad arse workouts. Huge mistake to follow his ideas. I grew muscle and cardio conditions with half or ever 1/4 of the workouts he does.
If you read the workouts of the past successful Olympians, most of their workouts were 30 minutes or shorter in length. True story.
The most I work out is three times a week. Last week I only did two workouts. We as humans want what use to be normal in the distant past and we want it right now.
Riding a bike IS running to your genetics. If you are going to run keep it at less than two miles. I prefer one mile despite the fact that I can do a recon shuffle across the terrain for eight hours with a rifle, seven magazines fully loaded and a pack on. This is necessity but not smart. If done more than once a month, I will not ever recover. Ever.
The quickest way to failure is training when your body is not ready to go again. In ancient times we walked every day. Sometimes miles and miles, but it was a walk. Not a run. Biking is running. Ride leisurely unless you know for a fact your body is ready for it. You will get in shape. In a couple of months you will be able to walk ten miles easily.
I can take a great runner or triathlete and put him with a bad arse ground humper and you will find out who is really in shape. Mentally and physically. This is why units do full pack 10-20 mile humps with all their gear. You separate the two types of conditioning really fast.
Dinner ran three hours. She laughed at everything. You walked her to her car thinking this one's locked in.
Then: nothing. Two texts. No reply. What happened?
You did what most men do on a great date. You filled every silence, answered every question, and left her with nothing to wonder about. No mystery. Nothing to sit with when she got home.
Rule 3 of the "22 Rules" changes the ending: tell her a little, hold back the rest, and let her imagination do the chasing. The ghosting stops too.
That's it? Came to see if you were climbing Kilimanjaro, or wrestling alligators!40 min walk
awesome neg mr. whoThat's it? Came to see if you were climbing Kilimanjaro, or wrestling alligators!![]()
Your buddy Dave has been single for three years and thinks "hey u up" is a valid strategy. Your other buddy Mike just got dumped and told you to "just be yourself."
You showed them her text. You asked them to decode the emoji. You drafted four responses and sent the screenshot to the group chat for a vote.
She's been waiting forty minutes.
Put the phone down. Stop crowdsourcing your love life. Type something that sounds like you. Hit send. Then go do literally anything else with your evening.
thanks hey, much respect for your leadership words.Wise choice. Keep diet in. That’s important. Retraining a body really does work.
I'm already impressed by you. But if I saw you wrestle an alligator, I would think man she's got to be great in the saI think of you guys on sosuave and how you're all crushing even bigger endurance goals than me and I smarten the f*ck up. Thank God for men like you that are only impressed by great peakclimbing or lizard submissions.
Man, you know this is serious in these covid times.Yeah I’m a bit envious of those with warmer weather able to take walks. Here in Colorado it’s still a bit too nippy to have a sunny walk lately. I need some vitamin D bad. I don’t like doing supplements if I can avoid it. I need some sun.
oh ok.I do take them.That and vitamin K when I can’t get enough sun. I like walking in shorts only, in the sun to charge me up. I’m not the laying out in the sun type. I need to be doing something.
Im getting a bit impatient is all Christie.
Three seconds. That's how long it took. Your shoes. Your posture. The way you held your drink. Whether you looked at the floor or looked at her.
She already filed you away. Interesting. Boring. Safe. Bold. Before you even opened your mouth.
Everything you say after that is just her confirming what she already decided.
So stop rehearsing lines. Fix the first three seconds. Stand tall. Look up. Smile like you mean it. Walk like you belong wherever you're standing.
The words come later. The impression comes first.