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.
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.
To hell with you. The rest of us manage to go and so can you, you lazy son of a ***** who wants results yesterday.Local Celebrity said:I have the time to workout, I just choose not to, can anybody give me some motivation?
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.
Thats sorta the same with me. I hear about a kid that was always smaller than me loving bodybuilding and he is getting nearly as big as me. OrI see my other friends getting more fit, and I want to be fit too.i am me said:wut gets me motivated is when i think about other people are goin to the gym, gettin better than me. i think of those pu$$ies out there who are takin their first step to gettin better by goin to the gym...i think of those a$$holes who think theyre better than everyone else cus theyre more fit....i think of my friends who are all out there bein active n leavin me behind........and that usually gets me motivated enough to get outside and start excericisin. from there, once u start, its easier to keep pushin ahead