right so i spent the last two nights out in birmingham. and ive learnt a lotttt
went with a wing, which ive needed as most of my friends back home are pretty chod-like. so to go out with someone into the game for the first time in a while was sweeet.
i felt the first night went pretty well despite not closing, which is good. hopefully signs of becoming less outcome dependant! i ran some good sets and approached much more than normal thanks to my wing pushing me!
we had a little spot in the club where we just clawed girls in who walked past giving us a challenge to stop them and hook them. i ran good game on the few sets i did hook so all in all was a valuable night.
the second night was one of those fucking horrible nights. we had been down to london to the rsd free tour seminar which was fucking awesome! but by the time we got back to birmingham i was so damn tired. then after numerous clubs being fairly dead we went to a fucking big loud club. ran a good set in the bar area outside the main rooms and was pretty tired but just stayed chill and congruent to it. when we got in the main room however it was fucking loud so really difficult to talk to the sets, i literally got blown out of every set i approached (even though there were only around 7 or
but by this point my state was lowwww and i felt even more tired. ended up calling it a night and heading back.looking back and discussing with my wing, i feel i really need to push myself much further out of my comfort zone and keep trying to become an approach machine because i still struggle with it. all a learning curve i guess!
peace x