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 could talk to any woman I wasn't attracted to. Charming, funny, relaxed. Then a gorgeous woman looked my way and I'd become a sweating, babbling mess.
The fix took me years to find and ten minutes to learn. Nervousness and excitement are the same physical state — pounding heart, adrenaline, flushed face. Your brain just picks the label. And you can pick a better one.
Rule 16 shows you how. You feel the nerves, relabel them as excitement, and let that energy pour out as enthusiasm. Women notice the guy radiating it. They always do.
danielzxc said:290 is pretty good. (Maybe not for powerlifters, but for someone who works out more for looks, it is excellent.)
My best is 250 x 3. But that was when I was 200lbs, now I'm 185 (5'10). Haven't tried a single with anything heavier, but I probably could have got 265 for one.
Chest/bench has always been my weakest part/lift. I'm comparatively a fair bit stronger on other lifts. I would LOVE to have a strong bench, like say 300 x 5. Maybe I'll get there. I'm cutting at the moment, so my strength is way down, so I'll have to wait a few more months at least.
Dinner ran three hours. She laughed at everything. You walked her to her car thinking this one's locked in.
Then: nothing. Two texts. No reply. What happened?
You did what most men do on a great date. You filled every silence, answered every question, and left her with nothing to wonder about. No mystery. Nothing to sit with when she got home.
Rule 3 of the "22 Rules" changes the ending: tell her a little, hold back the rest, and let her imagination do the chasing. The ghosting stops too.
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.
Some people are just naturally very strong.danielzxc said:Fkk it, if u have to get fat to do it. That's BS to me.
There's one guy at my gym who does 350 and he's about our size/height (but shredded). I STRONGLY suspect him of being on gear though. I mean, that kind of strength, and his workouts are not powerlifter style workouts, it's just very suspicious.. pretty cool if it's natural though.
No joke,I saw some guy barbell benching and check this out....He started off w/ 1 plate and added a plate a side every set,he did 4 sets. When he loaded the 8th plate I just stopped and watched,I had to see how many reps he was doing,he pushed out 4! Wtf?! I wonder what his max is!!!! Guy looked like he weighted about 220 or so,not too big but damn that guy was an Ox.simon said:Some people are just naturally very strong.
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.
Attraction runs on a clock.
She flirted for weeks. Touched your arm. Found reasons to be alone with you. And you were careful. Respectful. Waiting for the right moment.
The moment had a shelf life. It expired around month two, and by the time you asked her out, she'd quietly filed you under "little brother."
One of the hardest lessons inside the 22 Rules: women rarely wait. Interest either grows or it decays, and nothing decays it faster than a man who never moves.
Make the move while she's still inventing reasons to be near you.