This past Sunday I teamed up with 7 of the Sole Sisters to run the ALS Amazing Race sponsored through The Club of Greensboro. We divided into two teams of four and--along with 11 other teams--used clues to race around Greensboro and complete tasks.
My friend Christie summed the day up best in her FB post:
We have dove in pools, rode tricycles, pushed wheelchairs blindfolded playing hockey, answered 10 hard travel questions, we were blindfolded and had to guess flavors of gelato, recited "proper names" of English desserts, surveyed a boutique for red belts, struck a pose at photo studio, ran on treadmills and jumped rope, bowled underhanded backwards for a strike, and fished around in a pool of noodles, oatmeal and sardines -we chanted a cheer that led us to victory (thanks to Cindy Barbour). For what?? To WIN the Amazing Race and raise awareness for ALS-one of the most memorable days we've ever had. We did it girls !
Although the day was filled with laughter--maybe even mocking while Christie and I cursed the tricycles--one moment stands out.
We received a clue that said something like, "This next place is simply friendly and full of the latest craze, if you can work your way through the pinks and grays."
Obviously, the merchant was at Friendly Center. We immediately narrowed it down to either Simply Meg or Merle Norman. Now, you would think 4 highly educated women could put together the "simply" in the clue with "Simply Meg," the store. No. We went to Merle Norman.
To set the scene: Four straggly looking women who have been in a pool, on a treadmill, eating gelato blind and spilling it on themselves and are dressed in sweat stained gym clothes come racing in to the cool pink and gray hue that is the Merle Norman store. The white-coated beautician gave us a beautiful raspberry lip-liner smile as we ran in.
"Are we in the right place?" Christie asked.
The woman looked us up and down. "Oh yes!" she said.
"Are you part of the amazing race?" asked Christine.
"The what?" she asked.
We didn't stick around to answer. Just flew out the door and back to the car where--better late then never--the "simply" clue finally hit us.
I love it though. Four women in desperate need of make-up troop into Merle Norman and ask if they're in the right place. I'm just surprised the woman didn't say, "Girls, I've been waiting my whole life for the likes of you."