Today, I spent around three hours walking around the city. By the end of those three hours, I had amassed a total of two daygame approaches.
And I’m ok with that.
In these stupid, early days of getting back on the daygame horse, I remind myself of a story I’d read about the founders of AirBnb. Back when AirBnb was just starting out, the two founders would fly around the country non-stop. They would visit listings in different towns and personally help the owners take better photos of their houses and apartments.
Super fucking slow. Really unscalable. But who cares? It was just the beginning. It was necessary back then. And it was critical in their ultimate success.
Well, that’s where I’m at right now. I’m sucking. I struggled to even make those two approaches.
I went out for an hour in the morning. Nothing.
I went out again in the afternoon. Nothing… More nothing… Time passed… I sat on a bench… I kept writing notes, telling myself how I will probably fail.
And then I saw the same girl I had let pass at the very start of the session. I approached. She was Argentinian. And ready enough to talk.
Another hour later, and I had somehow squeezed out a second approach.
Pathetic? Yes. Costly, too. I sacrificed work and going to the gym so I could do it.
But it’s something I’ve accepted. And if you too go out for daygame, and are stuck because of approach resistance, then allow yourself as much time as it takes. Because during these early struggles, a deadline doesn’t help. At least that’s what I’ve found.