I haven't approached since last summer. Which is a shame because I crushed it. 7 girls in six weeks. Including one who flew 6,000 miles to come see me a second time in January. Dick's been dry since then.

I've just been moping and (ineffectively) chasing girls in my loose social circle. But I took up surfing recently going to the beach is just about the only thing you can do these days. Everyday when I come out of the water I see all the babes and I just grit my teeth and walk by. The toughest part was knowing that I used to have the courage to go up and say hi.

Well today my courage finally came back.

I credit reading How to Get Rich by Denis Felix chapter 3, listening to motivational clips on YouTube for an hour, and starting to feel success I'm surfing. The thing I realized was that just down right love the walk up. I love that feeling of determination I get when I'm walking up on a beautiful woman. Like I know I'm turning back. Everything is slow, anything is possible. It's all up in the air. That whole sequence between seeing her and talking to her, I used to fear it now, I just love it.

So I was surfing and saw this glorious babe of a woman lying out on the beach under the cliffs. She was wearing one of those micro bikini's that's in style these days. Not many women can pull em off. Most of the woman out here are spilling out theirs. But not one she was fit with tan skin and her hair in a bun. I mean, her bikini left l nothing to the imagination which only made me imagine even more.

I didn't approach her right away. I chickend out and paddled back out deliberately to avoid approaching. As I paddled around I kept peaking back at her, and I was absolutely sure she would not want to talk to me and that she would harshly blow me off.

But this is the great thing about surfing or any sports of expression, it gives you confidence. I caught a ripper, one of my best drop-ins yet and rode it into the shore. Pretty much where she was. I was pumped and remember how much I missed the walk up. And so I just went for it. I walked up carrying my big novice dorky foamy surf board. And I loved every second of it. I loved fighting the urge to break off. I loved that everyone could see me. I loved when she looked up at me and looked right back at her and said "I don't know if I'm allowed to say this but I think you're fantastic."

She said thank you and I sat down and we had great fun and flirty conversation. He attitude was nowhere close to what I had anticipated.

I got her number and we texted a couple times but my text game is apparently pretty week. I'll have work on that.

I put day one in the title. I don't know what that means but I couldn't have asked for a better first set to reignite my practice. I want to go back to the beach tomorrow.

I'm gonna work on 1) falling back in love with cold approach pick up 2) collecting data/experiences 3) simplifying the premises for speaking with the woman 4) simplifying the opener (can I just say hello and sit down?) 5) getting logistics