You wouldn’t know it by looking at me or talking to me, but I love rap music.
Well, music in general. But especially hip hop and rap. It’s never been much about the exact words in the actual songs – but more about the beat, the energy, the passion and even the struggle that’s evident in many of the lyrics.
Those things always stood out and gave me such a high whenever I hit play.
This short and embarrassing clip is essentially what I feel (in case you haven’t made fun of anyone yet today):
Corny, I know. What can I say, I march to the beat of a different drum. Anyways…
I leverage this euphoria to overcome and conquer in areas of life specific to me. When I was in high school, that meant hitting more three pointers in basketball or setting a personal best at a track meet. In college, it meant better workouts to inch my way closer to a shredded physique.
And these days, it means flipping the bird to the haters… to my inner voice that’s constantly telling me I can’t do something… or to any other “thing” that’s trying to hold me back in business.
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