Somewhere along the lines, you got married.
Off into the "real world" you went...
Yes, you still had dreams, but you also had a mortgage...
And car payments...
And eventually, children...
Instead of flirting like crazy, your life became a big list of "to-do" tasks, and the daily grind took its toll on your zest, and your waistline.
You slave away at the office from Monday through Friday.
You tackle your fatherly duties, and schlep your kids around town to activity after activity.
You pitch in and do your fair share of the housework to help out your wife.
You grab fast food on the way home from your kid's soccer practice, gobbling down a sack of burgers as you're watching TV.
Work out?
HA! Ain't nobody got time for that...
The daily grind has beaten you down by now, and the "ROAR" the younger you once had has been reduced to a whimper.
No more fire.
No more excitement.
And no more spur-of-the-moment "quickies", either...
You're just so exhausted with the responsibilities and tasks, sex is the last thing on your mind...
If ONLY you could get your spark back...
At some point, you eventually start thinking to yourself...
"Is this it? Is this ALL life is for me now?"