I’m sitting in Zloty Tarasy Mall in Warsaw with me new friend and wing Mark. “You are one of the most relaxed daygamers I have winged with.” He said. “You approach very quickly when you decide, but don’t seem to stress much about it. I wish I was more like that. I am still in my head a lot.” I take it as a compliment and it reinforces the thoughts I had been having recently about where I am up to on my journey. My daygame skill is a bit better these days, which is helpful, but that’s not the biggest shift, the biggest personal shift is my enjoyment in walking the streets and hitting on girls, I am so much more relaxed and enjoy the times in between sets so much more than I used to. The weasels are very quiet. What a relief.
Somewhere at the beginning of my journey I heard that 300 approaches will get you over approach anxiety (AA). This was good advice, not because it was true, but because it pushed me to get 300 approaches out of the way. Once I got to 300, the AA was significantly less, but I would let girls go past and beat myself up for being to afraid to open, but I persisted, I grinded. My next goal was 1000 sets, this was another benchmark bandied around the PUA community as the beginner to intermediate demarcation.
At this stage I enjoyed winged daygame because of the new friends I was making and the comradery in learning a very hard skill together, but solo daygame was a real grind. I got to my 1000 approaches and was happy I had completed the milestone, and felt like I was no longer a beginner, but my daygame was still very draining. One-day grinding solo in the Queen St mall in Brisbane I got an inkling that it was the time in between sets that drained me the most, I had been using the number if approaches as a metric to gauge my progress and development, but I considered that time on the streets might be just as useful. I figured I should have been enjoying myself, it was a lovely city, I enjoyed walking with my own company and I enjoyed talking to girls, but the invisible backpack of bricks I was carrying that told me I needed to do more approaches to get better was taking a lot of the fun out of it for me. So I relaxed a bit and gave myself permission to do less sets, but spend more time on the street. This worked well because it often allowed me to end up doing more sets since I was a bit more relaxed and if I had a few good sets I could get into flow and do more. I went from doing 50 spam approaches a week to 20-30 more calibrated ones.
After achieving 1000 approaches I doubled down on my commitment and decided to do 3000. My improvement seemed to be getting incrementally smaller and the last 1000 approaches I don’t think I improved at all, but I was definitely enjoying it more. As well as 3000 approaches my commitment was also a time span, to give myself two years of daygame as my top goal. That was to finish on 31st December 2017 and would coincide with about 3000 approaches, I stopped counting approaches a bit after 2000, but I was pretty sure that that date and 3000 were pretty close.
I gave up my house in Brisbane in December 2017 and allowed myself to have the first real break from approaching since October 2015. I was very proud that I had done my 2 year and 2 month commitment and 3000 approaches, I knew most men that started daygame never got that far. It had opened my eyes up to the red pill and I had changed dramatically. I wasn’t yet getting laid consistently in Brisbane, but I could get laid like a rockstar in Thailand. I wanted more than LBFM, but if that was as good as it got the journey had been worth it. At the end of January this year I went to Thailand and Indonesia and while I didn’t see any discernable difference in my skill level, I did recognise a big shift in my calmness between sets, I could walk all day and be happy to open as few or as many girls as I wanted, the back-pack had been lifted.
Now I am in Warsaw on my first Eurojaunt. I have met up with a heap of the local daygamers and enjoying their company and the vibe of the city in general. The weather has been good and in the two weeks I have walked over 100 kms and done over 100 approaches. It is seven heaven, loads of attractive skinny white girls, without the stunning 8’s and 9’s of Russia. It took me a few days to get my vibe warmed up, I think mostly because of such a long trip to get here, 32 hours over 4 flights, but by day 3 I had hit a good vibe and came home with 6 numbers of hot girls.
The population of approach worthy girls is so much higher than what I have been used to in Brisbane or Bangkok that I have been able to relax and allow my senses to calibrate to the girls openness for me to approach or a DNA tug, i.e she was so overwhelmingly my type I couldn’t help myself but approach. A funny such story was I was sitting with friends in a café and a cat like brunette in her late 20’s walked past, her hips swayed like sex and my body was up and chasing her before my mind had decided it was a good idea. I stopped her, she smiled and asked me questions, told me she was an actress, I tried to remain unimpressed and asked her what else she did that was interesting, I eventually suggested coffee another day, but she said she couldn’t meet me for coffee because she had a fiancé and would be seen by people that recognised her. “Are you like famous in Poland?” I asked. “Yes.” She replied with a genuine humility. “When I approached you, did you think I was one of your fans?” “Yes, this happens sometimes, but when I heard your accent and the way you smiled at me, I knew you didn’t recognise me.” We ended up swapping facebook and she accepted, but hasn’t replied to my pings, probably just wants someone else for her fan page. Other approaches I did get solid numbers and dates set up for later in the week. I did a two set with my hotty and notty routine and got the hotty out on a date, and a few solo walking girls I also got on dates – yet to seal the deal.
I found myself walking around Warsaw in the sunshine, on my own or with a wing, and I felt so content, if a hot girl walked past and I didn’t approach I didn’t care, I didn’t always know why I didn’t approach, it just didn’t feel right, the next thing I knew I was chasing a girl, “I just had to open”. And didn’t know exactly why either. I was loving daygame, even when the results weren’t great and I would get a string of rejections I still felt my vibe was ok, girls weren’t dismissing me like “Go away little man.” And on the couple occasions they did I thought it was funny. The freedom and enjoyment of this crazy past time we have, strolling around the streets of a European city with not a care in the world and stopping hot girls 15-20 years younger than me. What a fucking life.
I would come home at night and think. “I love Warsaw.” I just couldn’t believe how many hot girls I had spoken to and had shown genuine interest in me. I couldn’t believe how comfortable I had become with approaching. One day I had a few work stresses and went out into the streets in not the best mood, but as soon as I saw a hot approachable girl my daygame kicked in and I jumped in front of her and forgot all my troubles for that 5-10 minutes. Now I could even turn it on when I wasn’t feeling my best.
Daygame is tiring, there is a cost with approaching so many girls and having a lot of dates, especially for an introvert, and I would be exhausted most mornings, but with the backpack lifted I was able to recover by mid afternoon and go out and do it all again. I was no longer in my head, I was free to enjoy the streets as I walked and no longer beating myself up for not approaching or letting one go by that I thought I should have approached. I’m not 100% sure where the shift has come from. Was it the 3000 approaches, was it the 2-year commitment? Or was it giving up once I had reached that goal? Or maybe something else? We will never know, but at two weeks into my first Eurojaunt and still not getting laid it all doesn’t meant to much until I get my end in. Hopefully some lay reports in the near future.