In my exuberant embrace of all things Nia, I have been neglecting my yoga practice. This morning, I woke up with the hunger in every joint and thought I might go to a class at the Y, but the roads are too icy. I unrolled my mat in the living room, and just ran through some sun salutations, some sitting poses, some twists, and some joint-specific asanas given to me by a yoga-physical therapist for my tight shoulders and arms. I spent maybe 20 minutes at it, and my whole body is breathing thanks. Dance is wonderfully spiritual, joyful, and aerobic. One also needs the quieter, internal practice of being inside the body, listening to what it might need to say. (Get rid of that chair! Buy new shoes! Get more sleep–when I fall asleep at the end. :))
Balance in all things. Never my strong suit, but I keep trying. Yoga helps.
What things help you stay balanced?