Trying to pry myself out of this December funk, I returned, tail between my legs, to my you tube yoga routine tonight.
It's an easy tell. If my life is out of balance emotionally, I am physically out of balance as well - I try to stand in warrior pose, and I tip over like a toppled redwood. I climb back up cursing at poor Sandie the Yogi and fall right down on my face again.
On my good days, I can power through this routine, breathing rhythmically, muscles shaky but strong. Today, I tumbled over repeatedly, hands slipping on the floor, head spinning, static crackling in my hair.
The only mercy - my internet connection is wonky tonight and I had to pause and re-load it several times, giving me breaks to find my bearings and breathe.
If only I could hit refresh in real life too.