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.
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.
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.
When I was 150 lbs I could do over 50 one armed pushups in one go.foxhound87 said:50 REAL pushup's (Military style) I could do more if they are half ass'd.
Nice, I'll try that with my dumbells right now see how many I can getAspiring_DJ said:What I like to do is do one pushup, then get on my knees and do a bench press motion with my hands in the air ( looks like raise the roof). Then do two more pushups then two of those things. etc. Keep increasing til u cant do any more. It sounds easy but when u get to 5 your like wow.
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'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.
I do around 45 tops, and they're decent, nose to ground push ups. I'm 16, 5'9 and only 150 pounds.cordoncordon said:I agree Jayer. Not trying to knock you guys lol but c'mon. You would think we are dealing with a group of world class athletes here with as many pushups as they say then can do. I know that I'm in excellent shape. Play sports every day, lift 3 times a week, and 60 QUALITY pushups for me at one time is pushing it. I've seen most of the people out there in this world.....they aren't in shape...and that's being polite.
Here's a pic to prove I am not out of shape in the least.
http://img440.imageshack.us/img440/2069/matt6bi2.jpg
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.