She says the movie looks dumb; you suddenly agree. She tests you with a little attitude; you apologize for nothing.
You think you're being easy to get along with. She reads something else entirely: a man with no edges. Nothing to hold on to. No friction, no tension, no reason to wonder what he really thinks.
The "22 Rules" taught me to push back — playfully, calmly, without needing her approval. Strange things happened after that.
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.
Yes obviously they won't be big at your bodyweight, I was talking about your lifts. You're also mistaken to think that they could not be (much) bigger at 175 lbs as well. You're also mistaken to think my arms would be 16" without my direct arm work. My arms grew quickly when I started blasting them hard, and I am 100% sure that if I didn't work them hard they would be lagging.Quagmire911 said:
Why are Stallions 15" thenMad Manic said:
So you think 15" is a good arm size and is achieved through the big compounds? There are guys with 15" arms in my gym and they have never done a squat or dead in their entire lives. Also, you should know that going from a start of 12-13" pre-training and adding 2 inches on the arms is a LOT easier than going from 15" to 17.5" +. I think your numbers and perceptions are a little skewed tbh.Quagmire911 said:Why are Stallions 15" then
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.
EFFORT said:
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.
Why does everyone want to get huge?Rampage1 said:
That is bs.Rampage1 said:
No. One of the best things you could do though.Rampage1 said:
That is bs.Rampage1 said:
You've said it a hundred times. Maybe a thousand. And every time you say it, you train your brain to freeze the next time she walks into the room.
Leagues are a myth invented by guys who are scared of women.
She's a person. She has bad breath in the morning. She picks songs she can't sing in the shower. She overthinks her own texts.
Walk over. Say something. The league dissolves the second you open your mouth.
Ehh, squats are pre-dominantly a quad and posterior chain exercise (hamstrings+glutes)...so why are your legs not included in your body? They are. So why would you not do them...Rampage1 said:
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.
