How quickly the mind and body adapt.
Today I went out for daygame. My goal was to do 6 approaches.
But the city was dead. I walked around for an hour and a half and I did 3 approaches. Not because I was letting tons of opportunities pass. There simply weren’t that many girls out.
So eventually, I conceded there’s no sense in continuing to punish myself. And I went home.
I felt shitty about it. I’d been meeting all my daygame quotas since I got back on the horse…
And here I was failing for the first time.
How quickly the body and the mind adapt.
Because today I did 3 approaches, and they were all fairly solid.
Only 3 days ago, I would have been super pleased by squeezing this result out of myself. Not any more though.
But this isn’t a sermon about how we’re all spinning our wheels on the hedonic treadmill, and how you should be happy with whatchu got.
Instead, I just want to remind myself, and perhaps you, dear reader, that this same principle goes in a forward direction, too. Specifically:
The things that seem hard or even impossible today…
Such as stopping that snobby-looking, perfectly dressed, fast-moving, large-titted blonde, in the middle of a crowd…
Will be second nature soon, and maybe in just a few days.