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Chicken Yoga Is Officially Here

Sigh.

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You’ve likely seen an advertisement or two (hundred!) for goat yoga. Maybe even cat yoga. But chicken yoga? (Even the phrasing just looks…wrong.)

Full disclaimer: As someone with a large and irrational fear of chickens, I may be slightly prejudiced in my desire to NOT attend a chicken yoga class. However, I will try to remain impartial and not let my (very) particular feelings on the animal influence my outlook on this new form of, erm, yoga.

At Hotel Haya in Ybor City, Florida, a local yoga studio, Yoga Loft Tampa, hosts a “chicken yoga” class on the last Sunday of the month. And, yes, it’s exactly what you think: chickens wandering around the room while you practice.

“I haven’t actually seen this done anywhere else,” said Chris Wilkinson, the teacher, in an interview with MOR-TV Tampa. “I don’t think we’re the first, but it’s definitely something that’s more up and coming.”

Editor’s note: Both Hotel Haya and Yoga Loft Tampa are open and in operation following Hurricane Ian. 

The purpose of the class is to raise funds for wounded chickens who are treated at a local center, Ybor Misfits Microsanctuary. While I’m not opposed to helping heal hurt birds, the chicken yoga class may not be the best fundraising mechanism. Beyond the cultural appropriation of a practice that wasn’t intended to include these birds, the logistics of this particular class are a bit…confusing. Typically, goat yoga classes take place outdoors, leaving the animals with ample opportunity to, erm, do their business. But in this case, the chickens parade around the indoor studio, necessitating the wearing of what appear to be diapers (yes, diapers) on more than a few of the birds. I think I’ll pass on that.