ebracer05
Senior Don Juan
Thanks a lot Stig... I'd rep you again but it won't let me! (and the program originally called for hack squats, but since I don't have a hack squat machine, I made them back squats)
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.
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.
Haha no problem man. Back squats are far superior to hack squats anyway so I don't think you're losing anything by not doing them.ebracer05 said:Thanks a lot Stig... I'd rep you again but it won't let me! (and the program originally called for hack squats, but since I don't have a hack squat machine, I made them back squats)
Pretty interesting...I never knew that, it'd be cool to see a pic of Arnold at 250.Krueg said:An example I could use would be Arnold. When Arnold first came to America he weighed 250 or more pounds and had a bulky look. It was Weider that made him cut down to look and fit the American bodybuilding image...
Not to mention Zydrunas Savickas (sp?), strength wise I mean, he looks a bit fat but he's a total monster!I say don't be afraid to get bigger. Brian Shaw is 400lb + Strongman and doesn't look like a fat bastard, though he looks like a guy who could snap you in half if you messed with him!
I second this, I'm truly sorry for your loss. I know how it feels..I lost my dad when I was younger. Only advice I can give here is that time is the best healer, and if possible, take out your frustration in the gym.Sorry for the loss in your family. I would take things by how you feel for the time being. Hope things turn out for the best!
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.
Your buddy Dave has been single for three years and thinks "hey u up" is a valid strategy. Your other buddy Mike just got dumped and told you to "just be yourself."
You showed them her text. You asked them to decode the emoji. You drafted four responses and sent the screenshot to the group chat for a vote.
She's been waiting forty minutes.
Put the phone down. Stop crowdsourcing your love life. Type something that sounds like you. Hit send. Then go do literally anything else with your evening.
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.
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.