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Master Don Juan
Is it possible to add 50lbs in one month to your bench? Seen an article that said if you did their workout you could put on 50lbs to your bench in just one month....
Thoughts?
Thoughts?
Most guys accidentally kill attraction before they even speak. They assume they need a bigger bank account, a better physique, or smoother lines. They miss the point.
Female desire operates on a specific set of psychological triggers. Break them, and you're invisible. Follow them, and you become magnetic.
I learned this the hard way. Years of freezing up. Getting friend-zoned. Watching other guys walk away with the girl I wanted. Then I discovered a set of 22 simple rules that rewired my entire approach.
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.
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.
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.
Reading comprehension much?TheChicGeek said:Hey, if you eat enough, you could easily gain 45 lbs, but thats a **** load of food. Probably not a very good idea either.
He's talking about the lift, not your body weight.:crackup:TheChicGeek said:Hey, if you eat enough, you could easily gain 45 lbs, but thats a **** load of food. Probably not a very good idea either.
Attraction runs on a clock.
She flirted for weeks. Touched your arm. Found reasons to be alone with you. And you were careful. Respectful. Waiting for the right moment.
The moment had a shelf life. It expired around month two, and by the time you asked her out, she'd quietly filed you under "little brother."
One of the hardest lessons inside the 22 Rules: women rarely wait. Interest either grows or it decays, and nothing decays it faster than a man who never moves.
Make the move while she's still inventing reasons to be near you.
800lbsDemon said:In high school when I was seriously involved with weightlifting for the sake of strength, I increased my bench weight from 205 to 300 lbs. in a matter of minutes to compete with another guy.
The following weeks I started lifting heavy, up to 280 lbs. on bench and 800 lbs. on squat. Then again, prior to the increase I was probably lifting far below my capacity due to being grouped with thin and lanky weightlifting partners.
Damn, I need to get my fat ass back into a gym. I miss that excitement!
Edit: Oh my god, I miss that excitement. I'm getting a membership as soon as I get back from this weekend's series of parties.
It helps to be crazy. I miss those mornings of physical education with two girls wrapped in my arms, at the waist... That's always a good way to start the routine. I remember during lifting the class usually had music playing. I'd sing aloud to whatever was playing. The guys around me were clearly annoyed, my friends were embarassed, but I owned the attention of the girls during that class.donjuanjovi said:800lbs![]()
That's some serious weight dude.
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.