In the spirit of getting out and having more interesting experiences this year, Kennedy, Rudy, and I decided to go to an event called "Beer Yoga" at the Flux Brewing Co. in Scotland (Ontario) on Sunday. I assumed that this would be an hour of yoga followed by a glass of beer (all I knew ahead of time was that a beer was included in the ticket price), but actually, we were instructed to get a beer when we arrived and to place it at the front of our mat (Rudy does not drink beer, rarely drinks any alcohol, and grabbed a glass of water instead). And throughout the yoga session, the instructor - who was sassy and jokey, while also competently encouraging proper form - would have us pick up the glasses of beer and hold them in various poses, sipping when instructed throughout. It was kind of challenging (these were glasses of beer on a concrete patio out back of the brewery), and we're no yogis, but it was a lot of fun; the weather was gorgeous, we stayed for amazing tuna poke bowls (and another beer) afterwards, and it was a great day out.
Writing about this reminded me of when Rudy and I did puppy yoga in Toronto last summer before the Cyndi Lauper concert (I can't believe I was too disengaged to write about any of that). Puppy yoga is all about the puppies - a gang of roughhousing miniature schnauzers that peed on everyone's yoga mats - and only loosely about the yoga, but it was kind of a hilarious time that I would recommend to anyone, at least once.
