shagnscoob
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that scheme except starting over with the weights at 95 right?
Forget the cash, the cars, and the chiseled jawlines. Female desire operates on a completely different frequency. Primal. Subconscious. Triggers that bypass her logic and hit her on a gut level. Most guys are totally blind to them.
I know because I was one of them. The overthinking. The paralysis. The silent drive home kicking yourself for freezing up. Watching average guys walk away with the girl while you stood there stuck in your own head.
Then I decoded the psychology behind what actually makes women tick. 22 hard rules. Subtle behavioral shifts that rewired my entire reality. The anxiety evaporated. Women started leaning in. Investing. Chasing.
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'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.
shagnscoob said:Well Espi I think if you took the weights that you think you lift for squats and deads and tried to do them on the same day then yeah you would for sure be in trouble. But since I'm just started I don't have any concept of what my maxes ae, so I think it would be alright to do both with weights much lighter than my max but still work me really hard because of the 3 work sets involved. In all honesty the deads seem to work my back far more than my legs, and squats vice versa.
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.
Well also taking them off the same day would mean adding a whole day into my routine because neither would fit in Chest/Tris day... I'd like to note that this routine is the EXACT routine that is one of Iron Addict's top 5 favorite routines.Skilla_Staz said:Thats why you keep adding weight until it's tough. I would also recommend against Deads/Squats in the same routine. Go as heavy as you can on both.You're not doing yourself any good lollygagging with light weights just so you can "find your max". Get your form down, then pack on the pounds my friend.
Hm yeah, it's good to see you're putting more fat in your diet, because fats control hormones in your body, so a decent supply of fats = lots of good hormones = high sex drive = horny buggerI tried adding more fat into my diet by dropping 3-4 tablespoons of Olive Oil each day...
My sex drive is still nowhere. I haven't masturbated in weeks, I'm having sex less than once a week, and I don't even feel horny ever. It's outrageous. Can I get some bloodwork done to see whats goin on?
You've replayed it a hundred times. She stood three feet away, scrolling her phone. You had an opening. You composed the perfect line — after she was gone.
For all you know, she's married now. To some guy who said something. Anything.
Openers are cheap. Almost any sentence works when it's delivered within three seconds. The expensive part is the standing there, drafting and deleting, while the window quietly closes.
The "22 Rules" stripped out my hesitation. What to open with, how to keep it alive, and the one habit that costs guys more women than anything else: waiting for perfect.
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.