Background: 5 months out of 11-year relationship, because my ex dumped me [37 yr]. Was left in shambles and unfortunately I found out she cheated with a married co-worker and it destroyed whatever was left of me. Of course nobody cheats without a reason. The last years of our relationship I became a pathetic shadow of my true self. And I lost whatever credit I had as a caretaker and male. Came to the internet for refuge and wandered in the seduction sub from reddit. I focused on the Inner Game, which helped me becoming more me and not give as much fuck as I used to do.

For the impatient:

TL:DR: Contusioned my foot, decided to make the best of the day as I could and went out on crutches anyway. Collected three phone numbers, had a fantastic day + party and had a K-close. I choose not to be a victim.

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So, enter yesterday. My day was supposed to be planned from 8.00 AM to 4:00 AM the next day. I was looking forward to this day for weeks. Until karma decided to stop by. And so I had a climbing accident the night before and injured my right foot to the point I can't walk on it. I immediately realized my plans for the next day were ruined. No surfing, no dancing, no party. No nothing. I tried sleeping the pain away, but when I woke up, my foot hurted more than the night before. So I decided to cancel the surfing session which was part of a full day of surfing, meditation and mindfulness, coupled with a party afterwards. I felt like shit, I was looking forward to it so much, that I gave a lot of fucks that my day was over before it actually started.

I fired up my PC, installed a game and started playing for a few hours. But then I realized, this is the exact behavior I was showing when I was with my ex. A lazy, fattening couchpotato who said no too often. Upon seeing myself, I decided "No! No more of this gaming bullshit and feeling sorry for myself!"

I forced shut down my PC, took up my jacket, sped-hobbled to my car and drove to the hospital to check out my foot. The doctor made some X-rays, declared my foot unbroken but severely contusioned and gave me crutches. Took the crutches, threw them in my car and drove of the beach to see if I could tag along with the remainder of the surfing/mindfulness day. And so I could! I limped and staggered for a hefty 3 km journey with one crutch to the beach club where the surfers would have lunch and enjoy the rest of the day in mindfulness. Upon arriving exhausted, I was warmly greeted and everybody showed interest in who I was and such. It felt good and patted myself on my back.

On a side note, a crutch gives you tonnes of attention and makes connecting much easier. And everybody is super nice to you. Great attribute!

With the mindfulness there was one girl I hit it off with from the start. We enjoyed each others company and we pretty much did everything together that day. We laughed, we chatted and just had a blast together. There was a bit of kino-ing here and there, but not much sexual intent. I didn't turn on my game modus as I enjoyed what we had as it was. But when the end of the day neared (5 PM) and goodbyes were exchanged, I was a bit sorry I hadn't turned my game on. I realized I liked this girl and wanted more.

But I saw she was with another guy and it looked like the were making plans or something of that kind. I shied away a bit but instantly kicked myself in my ass and hopped towards her and claimed her. We walked away arm in arm like a couple. When we arrived at her bike, I had to go in another direction, said goodbye and hobbled along. Of course I wanted to ask her phone number, like I'm reading all about it here, but again, I choose not to. Again I had to will myself into action, so I turned back, chatted a bit, and asked for her phone number. Naturally I asked it pretty much beta-style: "Would you mind exchanging phone numbers?". Shit I thought, why did I have to ask it like that? But she enthusiastically said yes and voila, phone number one. The most valuable one to be honest.

So when I hopped along I came with the rest of the group of that day and I was in full game modus. I talked to another girl, talked a bit about climbing, asked very casual if she wanted to go climbing some day and got her phone number as well. She even had to walk after me, because I asked it so casual, upon turning my body to talk to somebody else, I already forgot I asked. Lol.

Then the group thinned, and I was walking with a nice blond, but slightly too tall, babe towards my car (the 3 km tour again, yuck). But we chatted nicely, I tried the deep listening technique, which pretty much worked. I just listened intently, with voice and body movement (as much as that is possible while walking with a crutch), did a bit of Alpha maling when she offered me her assistance in climbing down some steps. I let my male ego kick in and declined her offer and straggled downwards. She smiled, saying how much she enjoys when men are being male. And upon saying goodbye she asked me for my phone number.

Fast forward a few hours. Went back to the same beach club for the party. Came with my best mate. Our goal was to swing away, because we know the DJ's and they make great dance music. I took too many pain-pills, took my crutch to the dance floor, claimed my space and we had a fucking great time dancing. The game of my mate is rather poor. He has AA. Once approached, he excels, but his approach is quite awkward as he doesn't match his energy level to a level that is just a bit higher of the girl he talks to. So he comes over as a wild, goofy monkey and girls get a bit freaked out by it.

Anyways, I eventually talked to a cougar, who clearly was on fire that night. She showed interest and I thought, FUCK IT, I gotta start somewhere and I don't give a shit if she is too old for me. So I just let my game do whatever it wanted to do. It all became very natural, we chatted, which was impossible due to the sound level, asked her to go sit outside. It was cold, so we sat close together, started kino-ing, chatting nonsense, kissed her on her cheek and bam, we very kissing. She wasn't a great kisser and like I said told old for my taste, but once I closed my eyes, I decided to not give a fuck and just enjoy the kiss. And I did.

Her friends were leaving, so she said goodbye. I was fine by it, waved her bye-the-bye and entered the dance floor. Half an hour later I happen to be outside again and I saw her. She came to me, said she lost something and asked if I have seen it. So I said: "Nope, didn't see it. Lets kiss." And we kissed again. She did better this time.

Felt a bit sleazy when going back to my home, because she wasn't really a catch. But my mate said, fuck it, this is just a small step. Enjoy it, learn from it.

Too long to read. I know! It's my first FR and I don't give a fuck.

For the scrollers:

TL:DR: Contusioned my foot, decided to make the best of the day as I could and went out on crutches anyway. Collected three phone numbers, had a fantastic day + party and had a K-close. I choose not to be a victim.

Edit: slight rewording and typos.