Combined Interests Increase Interest

Almost a year ago now my “it’s complicated” sister Nora talked me into joining a gym–and then actually going to the classes. It turned out to be both fun and useful, which is a pleasant combination.

This one is Mullein

This past January, I signed up for an herbalism course. (I like my pastimes to be fun and useful.) I don’t talk about herbs online because, after waxing eloquent about the joys of canning food grown in my very own garden, people assumed I was a prepper. Why feed that fire?

No, today I would like to talk about how to combine interests for maximum benefit. About midway through my HIIT aerobics class (which stands for something like High Impact, Intensity Terminal) my energy was flagging. My brain, seeking a way to keep me engaged, came up with “Ever notice how much this workout resembles herbal foraging?”

For instance, that kettle weight we swing up in the air above our heads, then down between our knees in a controlled movement? Have you ever had a basket full of meadowsweet you’re trying to shake loose from bees? Up, down, gentle, don’t overdo it, bye bye bee. Perfect!

Then there’s the speed skater exercise, also a very controlled movement, yet swift. You flex one leg and touch the ground with one hand, the other extended high in the air. Immediately I knew what this was: Is This Goldenseal? The move is so quick, the other hand so distracting, you could swoop in and harvest the elusive stuff before anyone noticed, not alerting them to the presence of this endangered herb. (Dear herbalists, yes, I know. Let it go, k?)

The Side Dumbell exercise (a gentle deep squat with weights in each hand, arms straight, slow and steady to an upright stand, then down again) is actually the I Have Two Baskets Full of Berries and There is a Bear Coming. You lower the baskets to the ground, stand, and back slowly in a reverse high knee march. (Two exercises in one!) The bear eats the berries instead of you. All is well.

This one isn’t

Perhaps my favorite Aerobics-cum-Foraging moment is the Mountain Climber. This is a frenzied movement in which you jog while pretending your hands are scaling the Eiger without benefit of ropes. Nay, gentle friends. We are not simulating determination to scale a peak because it is there; rather it is the frenetic dance of some amateur whose friend checked the plant ID app and declared of some non-flowering small spring thing,”It’s 82% likely to be Mullein.”

The rookie stuffs a leaf in her mouth, just as her phone-bearing pal says, “Oh wait. It could be Foxglove.” The Climber exercise is then performed by both forager and friend, as the latter tries to beat off the resulting attack once the plant is confirmed as Mullein.

See? Combining interests maximizes utility and enjoyment. You’re welcome.

Freewheeling Now – –

Jack is honored to hit the deadline for his Wednesday guest post – –

There are many landmarks in life and my latest was my 80th birthday last Saturday. It was meant to be a surprise but couldn’t really be as it was a virtual on-line party and I had to be warned to be there by Wendy.

I wandered past her a couple of times as she was talking on-line to our old friend Aileen Carr in Scotland but didn’t realize what a central part she (Aileen) would play in the whole shenanigans.

The real surprises were many!

Just a few of the folk who dropped in – –

Some sixty-five people attended, and from all parts of my life: family members, some old work colleagues and many folkies from both sides of the pond.

Aileen MCd the whole thing expertly, while Wendy kept hold of the Zoom requirements. I just sat back and enjoyed the whole thing!

There were people from all across the US and Canada, from Ireland, Scotland and England, so many different time zones.

Lots of laughs, memories, stories, songs and music.

Also memories of my 60th birthday which was meant to be a genuine surprise and was derailed at the last minute by our great friend Jock Duncan. He phoned an hour after Wendy had expertly rescued the event to say “Sorry I can’t make it to your surprise party” – he really did say that and we just knew that his wife Frances was standing behind him trying to wrestle the phone away from him. Both gone now like many others who didn’t make it as far as me. We took a moment to remember Jock, who died during the pandemic.

Here’s the late Jim Reid with one of his great songs – https://youtu.be/5rPdjQee850