I’ve secretly harbored a “like” of Eminem for years. Even in the college days when we made fun of our friend’s wanna-be boyfriend. (I feel really guilty about that.) Lately, I’ve discovered a lot of Eminem’s songs are fantastic work out music. The anger, the urgency, and the soul-spitting need to make each beat count translate directly into the fire it takes to keep going, keep breathing. Till I collapse because I won’t back down.
Also, I really love M&Ms. Coincidence? You be the judge.