athletic adventure -- downward hog

 

Earlier this week I was in the car and heard the DJ giving away tickets for Pig Yoga at Coca Cola Park. WTF? I have always been interested in the idea of animal yoga. But goats, kittens and puppies are out. I wouldn't be able to breath. But pigs. Pigs don't have fur. When I got home I looked on the website and it was schedule for Saturday. There was one class at 9. The next at 10. I start work at 10. She said I could be late. I was.

I arrived at the ballpark about 8:45. I'm never early. Ask anyone. I found a spot in the back and put down my mat. You had to wear a mask and groups had to be 6 feet apart. No mats could be next to a stranger. There were maybe four Iron Pigs people there watching the chaos.

As I stood there waiting for it to start, I wondered why no pigs were coming at me. I found out shortly. The pig wrangler handed me a red Solo cup of generic Fruit Loops. (I called them Trix all day.) Then she shook her cup. Remember that old song "my milkshake brings all the boys to the yard"? Shake that cup and you get pigs. And don't leave it sit full on your mat. They'll get their snout into it.

The pigs didn't care that we were doing yoga. They cared about Fruit Loops and love. There was a fair share of tweens/teens there to guarantee those pigs were well fed and loved. The pigs were from Fairy Tail Acres Pig Rescue. They kind-of feel like a hairbrush.

You all know me. I can barely do yoga on a good day. Add pigs to the mix, and I'm useless. A few people could get in the zone and concentrate. Including the instructor. But, most kept getting interrupted, including me. If they have it next year I'm taking my chair.

 

The pigs came in all sizes and varieties. The smallest were the mini pigs that were abandoned when they reached their full size of 80 pounds. Others were the piglets of pigs that were rescued from dog fighting rings (train the dogs with piglets) and target practice (with piglets). Gross. I know. (One of the pigs gave birth the night before. All the pigs are ultimately spayed/neutered.)

The largest was this guy. S/he was massive and decided that s/he needed a nap on on this girls towel. It was time to go and she didn't want to get up. In order not to hurt the legs, it had to be pulled from the back.

Not the best workout, but so. much. fun.