Francisco d'Anconia
Master Don Juan
First I have to say this, no matter if you've been out of the game for a while or you've been out on the court for d@mn near 4 full quarters, APPROACH-APPROACH-APPROACH and follow your gut instincts...
Now the report; I was out this afternoon riding my bike around the this lake where there are a ton of honeys either biking, blading or jogging in the opposite direction. Unfortunately, these women were all on the pedestrian path and I'm more of a racer so I'm out on the road with the traffic going about 20mph.
About my fourth time around the lake I begin to notice different women who are also going around the lake several times so I make sure that I get their attention by saying "Hello" to them whenever there wasn't too much traffic around. Many replied "Hello" and there was a couple who were too cool to brake their stride by forming a two syllable word like "Hello," no sweat off of my nose.
Each time I would pass one after another lap, I'd say something funny to them about us meeting up so often or something to that effect. Hey, I was going off the cuff, it's more genuine that way.
Anyway, there was this tall, tan, thin blond Nordic goddess that had exchanged pleasantries with me for about three laps, each time with a bigger smile than the last. Then out of the blue as we were passing one another she says "Wow, you are really fast!!!" Uh-oh, male ego stroking, I've gotta forgo my training and talk to her for more than a second and a half the next time around.
After the next lap, I spot her and she sees me and I yell out "Hey, you're going to have to change direction so that I can have a real conversation with you!" She agreed excitedly.
We did some of the obligatory small talk, about how often we visited that lake and how long we usually work out. I found out that she works at a health club [ka-ching]! Oh yeah, she had to ask me my name since I hadn't provided that information. We ride together and chat some more and I give her a couple of hidden complements. She had to fish for them since she had to outright tell me that she had great legs since I hadn't mentioned anything about her looks.
After chatting a bit more she had to confess that she was married. No big deal to me, I got some good sarging practice plus she lived a couple of hours away (I don't do long distance). I did however, tell her that she should come up to my neck of the woods more often. She had friends in the neighborhood so I said that if she came to the lake, she may get lucky and see me again.
The look on her face was priceless, she had met a guy and hit it off really well with him and he was fine with continuing with his life with or without her and it was no big deal. Actually, it was HER privilege to have met ME!
Anyway, after some some small talk, she realizes that she has to check on her husband who she had left at the beach. I tell her good bye and tell her to consider coming back to the lake sometime. She might get lucky and we may cross paths again. Then I ride off. But wait, there's more...
I ride around a couple of laps and decide to call it a day. I had been out there for a couple of hours and had ridden about 40 odd miles. But instead of going back to my car, I decide to do one more lap just to verify the circumference of the lake.
About half way around I see a hot looking woman in a bright blue sun dress calling me and waving at me to stop. I pull over and tell her that she was lucky that I noticed her sun dress, otherwise I would have sped past her (somewhat of a neg hit).
Now get this, she asks me if she could put my telephone number in her cell so that she could call me to ask if I would go cycling with her. Now this was a round about way to ask me for my number and a date I thought, but no sweat, she would have to do all the work. She would have to sneak and call me without her husband finding out AND she would have to come out to MY neck of the wood to be with me. I don't have to do a d@mn thing but show up! If I'm not already busy
Long story short, a married woman wants to hang out with me and it all started with me just saying "Hello" to her. Now you may think that there's a slim chance in h3ll that this could go anywhere but understand that I didn't reveal in this post about the details of our conversation while we briefly rode together. I'll just say that she has admitted to almost getting into trouble by learning that she can make her own decisions and to occasionally take chances to improve her quality of life . Read into that however you may choose.
In a nutshell, you don't have to have fancy lines or have to have a perfect spot to meet women. They are all around you and there's always a few out there who are willing to meet a guy with DJ skills. It may not be the first or second woman you meet, but they are out there. Just approach and listen to your male instincts. SARGE ON!!!!
Now the report; I was out this afternoon riding my bike around the this lake where there are a ton of honeys either biking, blading or jogging in the opposite direction. Unfortunately, these women were all on the pedestrian path and I'm more of a racer so I'm out on the road with the traffic going about 20mph.
About my fourth time around the lake I begin to notice different women who are also going around the lake several times so I make sure that I get their attention by saying "Hello" to them whenever there wasn't too much traffic around. Many replied "Hello" and there was a couple who were too cool to brake their stride by forming a two syllable word like "Hello," no sweat off of my nose.
Each time I would pass one after another lap, I'd say something funny to them about us meeting up so often or something to that effect. Hey, I was going off the cuff, it's more genuine that way.
Anyway, there was this tall, tan, thin blond Nordic goddess that had exchanged pleasantries with me for about three laps, each time with a bigger smile than the last. Then out of the blue as we were passing one another she says "Wow, you are really fast!!!" Uh-oh, male ego stroking, I've gotta forgo my training and talk to her for more than a second and a half the next time around.
After the next lap, I spot her and she sees me and I yell out "Hey, you're going to have to change direction so that I can have a real conversation with you!" She agreed excitedly.
We did some of the obligatory small talk, about how often we visited that lake and how long we usually work out. I found out that she works at a health club [ka-ching]! Oh yeah, she had to ask me my name since I hadn't provided that information. We ride together and chat some more and I give her a couple of hidden complements. She had to fish for them since she had to outright tell me that she had great legs since I hadn't mentioned anything about her looks.
After chatting a bit more she had to confess that she was married. No big deal to me, I got some good sarging practice plus she lived a couple of hours away (I don't do long distance). I did however, tell her that she should come up to my neck of the woods more often. She had friends in the neighborhood so I said that if she came to the lake, she may get lucky and see me again.
The look on her face was priceless, she had met a guy and hit it off really well with him and he was fine with continuing with his life with or without her and it was no big deal. Actually, it was HER privilege to have met ME!
Anyway, after some some small talk, she realizes that she has to check on her husband who she had left at the beach. I tell her good bye and tell her to consider coming back to the lake sometime. She might get lucky and we may cross paths again. Then I ride off. But wait, there's more...
I ride around a couple of laps and decide to call it a day. I had been out there for a couple of hours and had ridden about 40 odd miles. But instead of going back to my car, I decide to do one more lap just to verify the circumference of the lake.
About half way around I see a hot looking woman in a bright blue sun dress calling me and waving at me to stop. I pull over and tell her that she was lucky that I noticed her sun dress, otherwise I would have sped past her (somewhat of a neg hit).
Now get this, she asks me if she could put my telephone number in her cell so that she could call me to ask if I would go cycling with her. Now this was a round about way to ask me for my number and a date I thought, but no sweat, she would have to do all the work. She would have to sneak and call me without her husband finding out AND she would have to come out to MY neck of the wood to be with me. I don't have to do a d@mn thing but show up! If I'm not already busy
Long story short, a married woman wants to hang out with me and it all started with me just saying "Hello" to her. Now you may think that there's a slim chance in h3ll that this could go anywhere but understand that I didn't reveal in this post about the details of our conversation while we briefly rode together. I'll just say that she has admitted to almost getting into trouble by learning that she can make her own decisions and to occasionally take chances to improve her quality of life . Read into that however you may choose.
In a nutshell, you don't have to have fancy lines or have to have a perfect spot to meet women. They are all around you and there's always a few out there who are willing to meet a guy with DJ skills. It may not be the first or second woman you meet, but they are out there. Just approach and listen to your male instincts. SARGE ON!!!!
