I've just completed my eleventh day of my thirty day get-back-into-pickup challenge. No... I'm not going to beat myself up this time-- I'm going to talk about what I've (re)learned over this week and a half.
The interesting aspect to this whole process is that I'm not actually learning anything new. I've been through this before. But there's a difference between knowing that something is true, and actually knowing something to such a degree that your actions are guided by it. Following are some ideas that have begun to take hold.
The most important part of pickup is getting out there and doing it. Yesterday I had a headache and was underslept. I really didn't want to go out. But the idea of not going out every single day this month is inconceivable at this point, so I went anyway. And, of course, I was glad I went.
Second to getting out there, persisting is the most important thing to focus on. I've gotten two solid numbers so far, solid meaning that the numbers belong to girls I'm attracted to, and that the girls respond when I text. In both cases, the conversation stalled at one point, and I wanted to just walk away. Instead I decided to push forward a bit more, and in both cases they warmed up and we exchanged numbers. This has been my wing's experience, too. The only thing we're focusing on right now is not ejecting-- either she walks away on top of your protestations, or you've gotten her number.
In a similar vein, it doesn't have to be a perfect pickup, and it almost never is. Last week I had one set where I opened horribly-- she didn't understand the opener, I came in at a weird angle, and my follow-up wasn't very good. But I stuck in there, kept talking, and before I knew it we had been sitting together for an hour before we exchanged information.
Talking is always better than not talking. In an ideal world, everything I say would be hilarious, revealing, and bold. In reality, sometimes I run out of good things to say and I ask her about her dog. But that's okay, because two sentences later, I'm talking about something interesting again.
Half the reason you can just talk about anything is because your closest competition is just straight-up not talking. No one else is stopping girls during the day and talking to them. The first number I got was from a model. I left thinking, yeah, that may not be a solid number. It's not that I didn't think I was worthy (I'm way too arrogant for that), but that I didn't think I'd conveyed enough for her to really be interested. But when I texted her, she replied back within minutes with three texts, including a smiley face. Especially during the day, you get a lot of credit for just walking up and not being scared.
Rejection is a joke. The day before this whole thing started, I was seriously scared out of my mind. I had trouble sleeping. I actually meditated to try to calm myself down. But, then, on the first day, I approached eight girls and didn't get any of their numbers. I awkwardly ended some of them, but other times they walked away or barely stopped to hear my opener. None of this felt bad, or really even registered on my radar. What makes me feel bad is when I make a goal and fall short (like when I eject before I have to), not when a girl doesn't want to talk to me.
Doing this has also reminded me how critically important it is to get out of my comfort zone. Traveling used to push me, but now it's as normal as eating breakfast. Playing poker used to make me feel like I was really stretching myself, but now I can put a thousand bucks on the table every night and not worry. Getting back into pickup has really moved me out of my comfort zone, and in a weird way that feels good to me. I've made such a lifestyle out of being uncomfortable that now being outside my comfort zone actually feels like I am in my comfort zone. The emotional responses to fear and uncertainty are familiar and manageable.
During the first few days of getting back into this, I compared myself against my old friends who have continued to excel at pickup while I slacked and did other things. It was daunting. But now, even after just eleven days, I realize I'm probably at a level where I could stop improving and have an above-average dating life. Say that I get a solid number every two days. That's fifteen attractive girls a month that will meet up with me. Even if I was really bad at following up and just played the numbers game... those are pretty good numbers. So, yeah, it takes a lot to be a king of the game, but it doesn't take that much to get proficient enough to be in the top 10% or so. The bar is set extremely low here because most people don't date outside their social circles, and use chance as their main dating strategy.
Even outside of pickup, I've noticed that I'm just a better, more social, person. When my wing and I go through the mall to check our bags and eat lunch, we're chatting and joking around with all the employees, making them laugh and have a slightly better day. I'm not trying to pretend I'm not doing this to meet girls, but the truth is that there are benefits that radiate beyond dating.
That's about all I've absorbed from my experience so far. None of it is advanced or ground-breaking, but I mention it all because sometimes the fundamentals are the most important part of the process. It's been a really fascinating process to go from being a teacher to a student again, and I can't wait to look back on this post in another ten days and reflect on how much I've learned since.
No promises, but I'm going to try to get an additional non-pickup post up later this week.
Technically this is being posted on my 14th day, but I wrote it on the 11th. Also, I'm going to do at least 6 weeks, not just a month.
No picture. I keep meaning to get some pictures of me in set, but I keep forgetting. Next time, maybe.
I have been in PUA and come to the conclusion that cold approaches for the most part are a waste of time. Instead of rehashing my argument, you read some of my posts on Roosh V forum. My screen name is R_B.
You blog says forbidden when o try to access. Im coming from my friends now... Why you forbid me??
Have you forgotten you don't have to say a thing and only have to get the girls talking about themselves, while you look into their eyes and never break eye contact? It should be like 70% them talking 30% you.
Why do you feel the need to quantitize your results with women? Is this not all out of your need for validation? Do you even want to have sex with them?
Yo wassup muther? I is havin problems wit u site man, there b problems with me isp? Is it so 4 the other peeple out there? I is from london man you dun like england no more?
Sounds like you're learning a lot getting back out there. Every guy I know who has taken a break from talking to women daily goes through some fun emotional rollercoaster time getting back into the habit. Out of curiosity, about how many women per day are you talking to, and how long are you talking to each one?
You're saying you don't text, at any given moment 3-5 guys at a time? You might have them friendzoned, but you're doing the same thing as Tynan.
but if your texting more than one girl, doesn't that mean you're playing them a little bit? Please keep their feelings and emotions safe.
As far as I was concerned, she was perfect. She was at least as smart as I was, was a dancer and had the body to prove it, and had a smile that could disarm the national guard. Let's call her Julie.
So, like an earthworm stalking it's prey, I put my usual game on her. Since my last flowchart was so popular, I've made another one to show you how I dealt with the ladies back then:
Nedless to say, things went slowly. We hung out nearly every day for the last couple months of our Senior year summer vacation. Like many guys, I was totally oblivious to her attraction for me. One morning Julie came over really early while I was still sleeping, and squeezed into my twin bed with me. I woke up, and assumed that she must be tired - it didn't even occur to me that she might like me. Finally on the last week of that vacation she said to me,
So today while at work i started to think more about what I wanted to do with this blog space. I started to think that maybe a blog about me working out, losing weight, not drinking, and what not may not be that intersting. At least not every day. So I started to think about what other things i can do with this real estate. I recently took part in this musical challenge to compose, record, mix and release a 10 song album all in the month of Febraury. For the most part i suceeded in doing that, i have 10 completed songs i didn't have three weeks ago. But the toughest part of the project was coming up with lyrics to the songs. The main reason for that was I rarely ever write lyrics, so I'm not good at it. What I've been learning by doing the 750 Words writing exercises everyday is that you need to keep writing to get better at writing. I know, pretty damn obvious. So I'm toying with the idea of writing a poem everyday and publishing it on here. I got the idea from this page here:
She liked one of my first post on Word Press, so i fallowed her, and liked the idea she's going for.
Now I'm not a poetry kind of person at all. I've written some stuff over the years i suppose you could lable as poetry. Besides a Charlse Bukowski book and some Edgar Allen Poe, I've never bothered reading poetry, never been to poetry slam, and have never had any interst in it. So what makes me think I can even attempt a challenge like this? I've no effin' clue. But I figured it's something way out of my comfort zone, so that should be a good challenge. Plus I may actually write some stuff that will fit some of the music I'm writing.
I'm thinking of starting small, like just trying to write a poem a day just in the month of March, and see whether it's a success or failure. If I find it's something i enjoy, I'll see how far i can keep it going.