I-tallionStallion
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 asked her if she wanted to grab coffee. Then you asked if the time worked. Then you asked if the place was okay. Then you asked if she'd prefer tea.
Four questions. Four chances for her to say no. Four signals that you're terrified of making a decision.
Plan it. Pick the place. Pick the time. Tell her where to meet you. She'll either show up or she won't.
Either way, you look like a man instead of a scared little boy.
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.
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.
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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.
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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.
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?
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.
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.
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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!
You've replayed it a hundred times. She stood three feet away, scrolling her phone. You had an opening. You composed the perfect line — after she was gone.
For all you know, she's married now. To some guy who said something. Anything.
Openers are cheap. Almost any sentence works when it's delivered within three seconds. The expensive part is the standing there, drafting and deleting, while the window quietly closes.
The "22 Rules" stripped out my hesitation. What to open with, how to keep it alive, and the one habit that costs guys more women than anything else: waiting for perfect.
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 made your case like a lawyer. Stable job. Good guy. Ready for something real. All true. All irrelevant.
She weighed your points, nodded along, felt nothing — then fell hard for some tattooed bartender with a motorcycle and a gambling problem.
Logic is where attraction goes to die. The "22 Rules" work a level deeper, on the subconscious switches that decide within minutes whether you register as a MAN or as part of the furniture.
Stop presenting evidence. Start flipping switches.