I've got mixed feelings about dance at the moment.
...in that respect I have no idea where I'm going or how I feel
about it (or how I feel about not knowing how I feel about it?). It
seems like the heights of movement are reserved for the upper
crust, and everything in between is fodder for poorly calculated,
melodramatic, self indulgent performances.
However, when that sliver of good shines through, it's amazing, so
I'm still stuck in the middle.
Otherwise, usually stretching, or doing something unproductive to
unwind. Always making a point to make myself at least one
excessively delicious meal per weekend.
Weekdays are a wash, yoga... maybe, gym, also maybe.