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Master Don Juan
Quag...i know you want to be bigger...i know you want to be 225-230 at 16% bodyfat...right?
and fyi, i know you idolize this certain person who is already there
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.
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.
If you want it go for it but while your at it why not learn to not take some things so serious (like you did in this thread) and laugh as everything in the right light can be funny (hell I even laugh at myself all the time as I sometimes unintentionally do some silly ****).Mad Manic said:I will be Mr Olympia one day, mark my words.
MM
Thats freakin awesome dude. I believe in you...no sarcasm, Quag's goals are different from yours and mine haha thats what makes it funny. If you work hard enough, and want it badly enough. You'll get there.Mad Manic said:I will be Mr Olympia one day, mark my words.
MM
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.
I don't want to take roids until my natural potential has been fully used up. Too many people take roids too early, get too happy and giddy off the fast gains they get off them. But what happens is, they burn out too quick, their body gets dependant on roids and to make further gains they end up having to take huge dosages which eventually is unsutainable and dangerous. Best way is to train natural for as long as possible, then take low dosages for as long as possible, etc. Then if you're good enough to get to the pro ranks, you are like Levrone standard and you still have room to improve and use some more drugs etc. to go that step further.shaunuk said:Given the amount of growth you've had in such a short time, I'd say it f*cking possible mate, go for it. Maybe do another year then just hit the roids up..., haha well, you're gonna have to do em eventually init.
230 lbs, 5' 11", 17% bf, start cutting in 10 days time.Rampage1 said:Roids are not cool! Go for it Mad Manic, whats your stats?
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.
16 months seriously, another 2-3 months where I was just doing cardio and messing around on machines. I just got back from a cracking 2 hours arms session, they must have been well over 18" by the time I finished. Awesome.yungahdubz said:MM, how long have you been lifting?
Blood and lactic for the win!Mad Manic said:16 months seriously, another 2-3 months where I was just doing cardio and messing around on machines. I just got back from a cracking 2 hours arms session, they must have been well over 18" by the time I finished. Awesome.
MM
LOL, it started enough so innocently doing heavy close grip bench for 3-5 reps, by the end I was on the preacher curl machine doing dropsets lol. Very good workout though, I love doing low, med and high reps. Best way IMO, you need strength and size period. Food time now, take care folks. Train hard, eat well and sleep tight.Quagmire911 said:Blood and lactic for the win!
When a woman says it, guys hear a confession. A heads-up. A scheduling conflict.
Here's the translation: I don't feel anything. Right now. With you.
Watch what happens when a man triggers actual attraction. The busy career, the recent breakup, the "not in a place to date" — all of it evaporates instantly. The same woman who was guarding her freedom is suddenly free every night.
The "22 Rules" explain why. When the right switches flip, her timeline rearranges itself around you.
As for that, I think as long as you aren't skinny it doesn't matter. Strength to weight ratio is my main concern. If you want to be big fair enough, but if others want to be lesser in size, you should accept that.Mad Manic said:Best way IMO, you need strength and size period.
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Size is down to personal preference, having strength isn't debatable.Rampage1 said:Ideal is big plus stong! though too big can be silly looking
yes it is..it is a perfectly reasonable argument to say you only need to be strong enough! there aren't many benefits from being freakishly strong unless it is sport relatedQuagmire911 said:having strength isn't debatable.
I am talking about in the pursuit of powerlifting or bodybuilding.Rampage1 said:yes it is..it is a perfectly reasonable argument to say you only need to be strong enough! there aren't many benefits from being freakishly strong unless it is sport related
You paid for dinner. You drove. You said "whatever you want is fine" every single time. All the effort, no expectations.
And she left anyway — probably for a guy who makes her pick up the pizza.
Painful. Also predictable. Her mind quietly concludes that anything requiring zero effort from her is worth exactly zero. You became a free sample, and free samples get taken for granted.
The 22 Rules flip the dynamic. Small shifts that get her investing effort, money, and time in you — until SHE'S the one afraid of losing YOU.