My routine last summer was far better at balancing my priorities (I went to several yoga classes a week, sometimes back to back) but various things have conspired against me this year. For one, my favorite yoga instructor dropped her four weekday classes when she got pregnant with hir third baby. Now, there's really only one class on the schedule that I truly like. Granted, there are other studios in town, but none of their schedules are ideal, either. The weather has also been a factor. Last year, I got to ride ot my hearts' content during weekends, but it's been rainier this year so I've tried to ride more during the week to compensate. I can't say that I see much difference with my body, but my mind goes a bit haywire if I don't go to yoga.
I'm strictly a gym goer in the winter anyway. I don't mind spinning and the treadmill from January to March, but I'm otherwise content to avoid the place. Beyond yoga, I have some handweights that I use at home every other day or so. I like having cut arms and that (mostly) does the trick.
Live with intention. Walk to the edge. Listen hard. Practice wellness. Play with abandon. Laugh. Choose with no regret. Continue to learn. Appreciate your friends. Do what you love. Live as if this is all there is.
--Mary Anne Radmacher