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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 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.
She asks it casually, mid-sip. And you feel the floor open up, because the honest answer is work, gym, and a couple shows you're half-watching.
Women rarely say this out loud, but a man with a life is attractive before he says a word. The guy who spent Saturday deep-sea fishing and came back with photos and a story — he walks in already interesting.
The "22 Rules" pushed me to build a life worth talking about. Turns out the fastest way to be interesting to women is to be interested in your own life first.
Yes sirRampage1 said:Also, Quag 185 at 5 9" only looks really big if you have a low bodyfat, which you haven't and you don't seem to be aiming for either.
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.
Ok, lets see where you went wrong.Rampage1 said:Also, Quag 185 at 5 9" only looks really big if you have a low bodyfat, which you haven't and you don't seem to be aiming for either.
Whoa! A 401 pound deadlift?? You beat me there, Quagmire. Congrats, dude.Quagmire911 said:Wednesday
Heh heh heh. Heh. Pretty pleased with myself. DAMNED PLEASED. Here it is:
Box squats (wide stance, few inches below parallel) 90kgx2x2x2 95kgx2x2x2 -Doing this to bring up the hips. Wasn't going to fail, but it was hard beacuse I really had to push forward with the hips and they are weak.
Squats 120kgx1-Then worked up to a moderately heavy single. Here comes the good part.
Sumo deadlift 145kgx8 (319lbs)-Most I have done this for before was 6 reps, so a 2 rep PR. Man was I feeling strong today. So I HAD to put more weight on the bar, not passing up a good thing.
160kgx1-Failed with this a month ago. With adjusting technique and whatever else, this flew up.
182.5kgx1 (401.5lbs) PR-![]()
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I had to try. I felt strong and I have wanted it for so long. Blew it of the floor and fought with it above knee level and just locked it out. Didn't lock out for long and my grip didn't want to hold it anymore, but I got it. F*** yes. Unfortunately my cameras batteries died so no video today, but I promise in the next few weeks I will put up 185kg for all to see. This was done no belt, no straps, no anything. F*** yes. Unexpected, but I am not complaining. To think I was considering doing good mornings instead today.
Side bends 7kgx6x6x6 PR-Hard as always, but getting better.
Hip adduction 90, 95, 100kgx10-Machine maxes at 100kg. Pretty strong here.
Hip abduction 50kgx10 55kgx8x8-Made decent progress here over the last few weeks.
And that was all. 2/3/4 has fallen ladies and gentlemen. Now 3/4/5 must fall. I had my friend with me today as I was showing him what to do. Haha, we both got psyched up and he deadlifted 140kg (308lbs) his first time deadlifting at a bodyweight of 135lbs or so. He is strong as f*** for his size, lots of potential. I did my first set and then just f******* went for the 400. Ahhh, it feels good. For reference, bw is around 179lbs soaking wet.
Some cardio and probably grip work tommorow. Until then...![]()
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Ps-Mark Rippetoe has deadlifted 633lbs, squatted 611lbs, and benched 396lbs. This was before all the advanced gear bs nowadays.
You're right, you couldn't beat on a guy at that weight that was trainedI-tallionStallion said:I've got to say. 175-200 lbs at 10% bodyfat is a good goal. Not too big, but not too small. Great all around. I couldn't beat on a guy wanting to be that.
Quag has gotten the improvement and results he's wanted for the most part. Keep it up Quag!
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.
Get to it boy! :box:Quagmire911 said:177.5kgx5 on deadlifts? Are you crazy :nervous:
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.