Last saturday, I went on a hike to summit a 10,000ft mountain. Started out at about 7800 ft, but descended to about 6500ft. All in all is was about 8 hours of hiking over very rugged terrain with thin oxygen. That was last saturday and it's now Thursday and my calves are STILL so sore that it's hard to walk up stairs. The other muscles in my legs were sore as well, but those recovered within 2 days. But I really must have ravaged my calves on that mountain adventure. I know it was one of the most physically exhausting things I've ever done.
"I just moved here from Florida."
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.
finally found a way to seriously work my calves
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