Yesterday night, I was talked into going to "Pop Yoga." I was promised fast-paced stretching to electronic/pop/dance music. It was...not that. What actually happened: confused me sneaking peeks at everyone else in the room to figure out which pose we were moving into while being distracted by Eminem, Snoop Dogg, and Ellie Goulding. I'm usually not a fan of yoga because it moves too slowly and it isn't a competitive sport. If there's any competition, it's you versus your body and your mind. Who is my opponent? My own body and mind? I don't play like that. I wasn't completely disappointed though...(more after the break)
The good thing that came out of pop yoga was being reintroduced to Eminem. I'm pretty sure I dismissed Eminem as not real when I was younger (which is pretty difficult to do given that he is the best-selling artist of the 2000s), but his stuff is real. Listening to The Marshall Mathers right now, excited to go on to The Slim Shady. This will probably be on loop for the next week.
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