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I don’t know anything about beer, but I would’ve gone with cider donut too. The name, at least half of it, speaks to my soul. I love that you pride yourself on making eye contact with someone who is bombing and trying to signal that it’s going to be OK. That is a rare and special quality. I’ve been wanting to try goat yoga too. I think the goats are there to mess with you so that you don’t take yourself too seriously while you’re trying to be present for your practice. Also, a friend posted a picture of her doing goat yoga. She was in table top pose and the goat was standing on her back. Wild. Loved this post, Alicia! Thank you for sharing it!

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Oh, that makes so much sense! I get very intimidated in yoga classes where everyone takes themselves too seriously. I'm much more of a pilates gal. Downward dogs kill me, not to say anything of headstands and whatnot. I do want to try the goat yoga, though. I held a baby goat once and it was one of the highlights of my life.

Also, thank you, Michael, for making me feel better about my choice of beer!

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I get intimidated by pilates. Actually, some yoga studios intimidate me too. But I found one yoga studio where everyone is pretty chill and there are all sorts of people with all sorts of body types, and I feel really comfortable there. The goats, when I find them, will likely be a one-off bucket list type deal.

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That sounds lovely! And, well, if you ever find yourself in rural Virginia I can point you to the goats. :)

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