Can we talk about how much fun Keegan and I had when we tried goat yoga recently? Just a few days prior, we received the devastating news regarding Buddy’s herniated disc and cancer diagnosis. I knew we needed something to decompress, and Buddy’s more likely to comply with mandatory bed rest when we’re out and about. So we signed up for goat yoga on a whim to see what the hype was all about.
We pulled up just in time to Rocky Mountain Goat Yoga located in Lyons. If you’ll remember, Lyons is the same place we rented a tiny house for an evening last year. The more we learn about Lyons, the more we love this flourishing mountain community.
RMGY did not disappoint in the slightest. With their questionable reviews on Facebook, I wondered if the barn was too hot or cold for the goats. But since we signed up in March, the weather was crisp and cool. The goats didn’t seem to be uncomfortable, so I was glad for that.
We entered the barn, and staff gave us the lowdown before they released the goats from the stalls. Watch your face and watch out for poop pebbles. RMGY hired a staff member responsible for scooping the premises throughout the session. I worried the barn might be dirty and gross (it is a barn, after all), but this wasn’t the case at all.
It was hard to focus for sure, because we couldn’t stop laughing the entire time. I was smiling so hard, my face hurt. As soon as we met the goats, I knew we made the right decision. The goats lowered my blood pressure almost immediately. After such a stressful week, yoga was the relief I so desperately needed. To be surrounded by a dozen goats in such an intimate setting is to know heaven on Earth. Sure, a goat stepped directly on my eye with its hoof, but next time I’ll know to guard my face when lying on my back. You can’t blame them for us crowding their territory. Goats are one of my favorite animals, and all is forgiven.
To anyone considering goat yoga, I highly recommend it. Who am I “kidding”? The goats take the practice to another level of fun; nothing will make you smile and laugh quite like the company of goats.
In the meantime, here’s this: