Ah the dreaded, feared and enigmatic Friend Zone. That vast expanse beyond the outer rim of the relationship universe. A place where many men have witnessed their self esteem, self respect and masculinity vanish into the void without a trace.
To men, The Friend Zone might as well be the title of the most horrifying science fiction movie...Ever! Horrifying because it's real life and most guys don't know they're in the Friend Zone until it is too late. Only when he tries to make his move to amp up the sexual tension does he realize that there is none to be had! It's gone! I mean "distant eagle cry and tumble weed" gone.
Don't think for a moment that The Friend Zone is the exclusive domain of the shy, insecure "nice guys" trying to date or start a relationship. Hell n...
Alisa was busy collecting the papers and half empty water bottles around the big boardroom table as the last few of the team sauntered out the double glass doors. The Chicago skyline filled the big windows and the room was glowing as the sun began its morning trek across the sky.
The room was still electric with the excited energy the third quarter numbers represented. The board and shareholders are very pleased.
One of the glazed doors swung open and Terry, the company's CFO in his classic tweed jacket and bow tie popped his head in.
Alison then realized that her boss and company president was still in the room. He was leaning up against one of the large floor to ceiling windows gazing down at the streets below. It was Terry's second calling of his name that Bruce snapped ou...
Today I was reminded of just how far I've come and how far I have yet to go.
This morning I was at the gym hitting the settings to begin a cardio session on the elliptical machine. As I punched in my weight, time, resistance and incline, I had the thought,
Dude you've been going strong all week you deserve to take the foot off the gas. You've earned it!
There it was, complete with a rational reason to only do my cardio for just half my regular time. The excuse was hitting home as my brain was attempting to tell my body that it won't be as hard today.
Hell, it's only half the time man!
Then I snapped out of it! Shit! I am paying an elite professional body builder good money to train me to have the best physique of my life. My goal is to have the best body ever. I'm not a young buc...
I was at the gym this morning with my trainer and he wanted me to show him my lunge technique.
Side bar - I have always had a story around having weak knees due to several injuries during my motocross days as a teen and early 20's. I also know that run-ins with inanimate objects like iron girders and knee caps don't end well.
So my story was always to not test it too much. Each time I did it would hurt like hell. Especially lunges and deep squats with free weights.
I've been reluctant to do lunges all this week since I started with my trainer yet I have had more success doing them than I ever had. That was until my knee gave out yesterday.
I had a hole story of resistance and "see what I mean" going on in my head. But I pushed through and found t...
How often have you felt out of sorts, not yourself and just unable to truly connect with your woman?
Do you argue with her about shit that just keeps piling up? Does it feel like the "Make up" moments are just desperate truces for a bit of peace before the next round?
For most men in this situation I am going to blow your hair back (if you still have it) about a reality you might be blind to seeing but you feel its truth.
I too fell into behaviour patterns in relationships that were bull-headed, frustrating and childish. Never figuring out the answers she was looking for or being able to solve the seemingly dastardly riddle that women seem to be for so many men.
In truth, the reason you feel disconnected, unable to get away from the constant naggin...
"Let me tell you something you already know. The world ain’t all sunshine and rainbows. It’s a very mean and nasty place, and I don’t care how tough you are, it will beat you to your knees and keep you there permanently if you let it.
You, me, or nobody is gonna hit as hard as life. But it ain’t about how hard you hit. It’s about how hard you can get hit and keep moving forward; how much you can take and keep moving forward.
That’s how winning is done!
Now, if you know what you’re worth, then go out and get what you’re worth.
But you gotta be willing to take the hits, and not pointing fingers saying you ain’t where you wanna be because of him, or her, or anybody. Cowards do that and that ain’t you. You’re better than that!"
I have always had strong opinions about what I believed in or what I felt was the truth.
When I was in my 20's one friend in particular was the outlier in my peer group. He always charter his own course, read books by Nietzsche, Gurdjieff and Ouspensky. Went to poetry slams, and was a great at sculpture and other arts.
We'd constantly get into these big philosophical debates about life, consciousness and the illusory world.
Compared to me, he was intellectually growing and constantly expanding his mind. Something I secretly respected as I was just starting my path to expanding my awareness.
He'd come at me with a whole lot of nonsense about conspiracies, religion, philosophy, politics and spirituality.
Guys, you'll want to pay attention as you read this post.
It covers some very true and obvious challenges that both men and women are dealing with...Especially in today's infamous dating landscape.
Whether you are single, dating or in a long term relationship, never take your foot of the gas...here's why:
I had the opportunity to sit with a dear and platonic friend that I hold in high regard. She's a women's coach and dating expert. So she had much to share about her real-world observations.
We sat at the corner of the bar in a very popular and busy chain restaurant. It was the start of "Happy Hour" and the suits were pouring in to enjoy a drink with colleagues, for camaraderie and some came in for the feigned attention of the very attractive bar staff.