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Master Don Juan
6'4 170 trying to get to 185 by june...jea
When a woman says it, guys hear a confession. A heads-up. A scheduling conflict.
Here's the translation: I don't feel anything. Right now. With you.
Watch what happens when a man triggers actual attraction. The busy career, the recent breakup, the "not in a place to date" — all of it evaporates instantly. The same woman who was guarding her freedom is suddenly free every night.
The "22 Rules" explain why. When the right switches flip, her timeline rearranges itself around you.
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.
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.
PumpNightmare said:Twenty pounds heavier then me, same hieght, but a larger waist? I didn't think muscle wieghed THAT much more.![]()
Le Parisien said:Height: 1m74 or 5'9'' (5'8½ for those who want precision)
Weight: 67kg or 148lbs
Ok, for what I'm gonna say next, I will probably get "lynched" by a lots of people here on this forum.
I am NOT looking for a bodybuilder type of physique, I think it's gross.
I am trying to get a more "athletic" build, I'm shooting for a little more than 70kg, that's about 155lbs.
I used to pratice breakdancing, now I've been doing capoeira for a year, hopefully, in two or three years, I will get real good. I prefer to have better agility and "relative strength" (the strength per bodyweight ratio) so I can do some crazy acrobatics than becoming a real buff muscle man...
Anyway, thanks to my genes, it's almost impossible for me to get "big". I always eat whatever I want, whenever I want, and as much as I want. If I do some sports regularly, even eating like that won't make me gain a single pound. Guess I have a fast metabolism. So becoming a muscle man is not an option for me anyway...unless I use steroids I guess...![]()
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 wasn't saying I don't want/have muscles, just not in a buff way. Let's say I prefer to have a swimmer's physique than a bodybuilder's physique.brucevangeorge said:Wussy. Real men aren't scared of muscle, especially their own.
FYI: Bigger guys have a higher strength to weight ratio.
Bodybuilding? HAHAHAHA. Look at these stats. Most are wannabees. (myself included.. I'm not where I should be at)Le Parisien said:So bigger guys have a higher strength to weight ratio huh?
Can you do a handstand on one hand?
How many pull-ups can you do in a row?
How many push-ups?
Can you do the turtle (lifting your whole bodyweight on your two arms under your belly?
etc...
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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.
You mean like Bruce Lee?CDogg said:5'8 73kg, the ideal weight would be 69kg
You paid for dinner. You drove. You said "whatever you want is fine" every single time. All the effort, no expectations.
And she left anyway — probably for a guy who makes her pick up the pizza.
Painful. Also predictable. Her mind quietly concludes that anything requiring zero effort from her is worth exactly zero. You became a free sample, and free samples get taken for granted.
The 22 Rules flip the dynamic. Small shifts that get her investing effort, money, and time in you — until SHE'S the one afraid of losing YOU.