I sometimes feel the need to change the scene of my writing as well.
Traditionally, I think of this literally: taking my laptop to the coffee shop, to the porch, to a tiny closet. Wherever the "energy" feels fresh. Indeed, in grad school, I would often talk about how I'd "used up" a particular coffee shop and needed to find one that felt fresh.
But changing the scene can be less literal as well. Because writing can often feel challenging, trauma-filled, and like an impossibly long-term goal, a particular draft may start to feel like the scene of a crime. There's just too much gore around by the time a chapter hits the 50-page mark!
When a piece of writing starts to feel this way, switching "locations" may be helpful. For example, my current book chapter has become a bit of a monster at 60 pages. Today, I needed to revise the handful of paragraphs that make up its conclusion and the transition to a next chapter, but facing the heinous scene of so many minor crimes (as yet incomplete footnotes, yellow highlights, etc.) was daunting. The solution for me was to pull those paragraphs out from the behemoth and work through them in a clean word document. Like the new coffee shop, the new page doesn't yet have bad vibes associated with it.
Maybe not as fun as yoga in the park, but it worked for me.