Skilla_Staz
Master Don Juan
No.
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.
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.
And that's why you should aim to lose 10 kilos while training, so that you average opponent is going to be 10 kilos lighter than you are.wolf116 said:Size is not my only focus, thats why I'm not bodybuilding. But those that think size dose not matter are kidding themselfs. The reason they introduced weight divisions is because good small guys were getting there a$$es kicked buy big $h!t fighters. Heavy weight fighters that are muscily (not sumo style) will normally beat a fast middleweigh.
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.
I'm tall, 6 foot 2 or 3. About regular heavyweight height. If I lost 10kg's id look sh!t. I will be a heavyweight!! I want to be the best fighter I can ever become. I believe I need to pack on the muscle and weight to do that.Ice Cold said:And that's why you should aim to lose 10 kilos while training, so that you average opponent is going to be 10 kilos lighter than you are.
Usually all of the heavyweights are tall.
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.
You're on the right track. You're weight will go up eventually. For me, while doing bjj, I have to workout for 2-3 monthes, then all of a sudden, I gain .5-1pound a week till I gain 4-5 pounds, then the cycle starts over again.wolf116 said:I will post my results.
Spesmilitis, I do most of the things you say. 30min extreamily intence workout. If I did it more than twice a week i would be too sore fore mma tho(can't cahnge the weights day). I have been adding weight at a steddy rate. Not mass tho.
I hate eating truckloads of carbs and fats!!!!!!!
Forget the cash, the cars, and the chiseled jawlines. Female desire operates on a completely different frequency. Primal. Subconscious. Triggers that bypass her logic and hit her on a gut level. Most guys are totally blind to them.
I know because I was one of them. The overthinking. The paralysis. The silent drive home kicking yourself for freezing up. Watching average guys walk away with the girl while you stood there stuck in your own head.
Then I decoded the psychology behind what actually makes women tick. 22 hard rules. Subtle behavioral shifts that rewired my entire reality. The anxiety evaporated. Women started leaning in. Investing. Chasing.
guitarslinger said:Kangaroo is the shiznit, tastes kinda gamey though. We run them down in our cars and then take them home for dinner.
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.