I have started taking music lessons for the first time in my life. On the accordion.
My beginner music books have cartoon illustrations obviously meant to appeal to kids, which made me think that I'm about 50 years late to try this. At this point in my life (which I call upper middle age), I doubt that I'll live long enough to master the accordion.
But then I remember Lou Chouinard.
I first met Lou about 10 years ago when I was doing the City of Lakes Loppet cross-country ski race in Minneapolis. I had broken a ski pole, and Lou, who was watching the race, lent me one of his. A proficient cross-country ski racer, he has skied the 50-kilometer American Birkebeiner — 20 times.
Our paths crossed again a few years later when I was doing a story about biathlons. There was Lou, competing in the demanding sport that combines skiing and rifle target shooting.
A couple of years after that, I was writing about the Classical Mandolin Society of America convention being held in the Twin Cities and I discovered that Lou not only plays with the Minnesota Mandolin Orchestra, but was president of the organization.
I even ran into him at the 331 Club in northeast Minneapolis. I was having a beer. He was there for a tap dance jam session because he does that, too. He also does Lindy hop swing dancing. And plays ice hockey. And rows racing shells. Oh, and he recently took up gliding.
As a reporter, I've been exposed to a lot of people who do unusual things for fun: Abraham Lincoln impersonators, homemade submarine builders, people who play lacrosse on horseback. But I've never seen so many diverse hobbies practiced by one guy until I met Lou.