Mar 26, 2012

Fear Factor

So, Hunny and I are leaders over the youth in church. Once a month the Young Men (YM) and Young Women (YW) combine for a week night activity. The youth plan the activity but switch between YM one month and YW the next. This month was the Young Men's turn to host the activity. We didn't know what it was until we were all on our way there. Fear Factor. I immediately said out loud that I was so glad I was a leader because then I wouldn't have to do those things. I spoke too soon. The youth were to pair off into teams. We happened to be one youth short, and guess who gets called on to do it. Yep, the irony... I guess it's because I can be mistaken for a youth, or that I am the closest to one. Oh well, it can't be THAT bad, I mean it IS a church activity, right? WRONG!

There were 5 challenges. Points were like golf, first place get one point, second -two and so on. The team with the lowest score wins. If a partner doesn't participate then you drop in ranking getting more points = bad.

The first challenge was dunking your head in a bucket of ice water and whoever had the longest time got first place. My only complaint was I was wearing makeup, it would have be fine if it was the last event. All I got was last to go. I hold back my hair and take the plunge. The cold wasn't the problem. I've not played flute in a while so my lungs aren't what they should be. But when I came up and wiped my numb face dry I discovered I got the best time. Super exciting yo!! Come to find out, one young women hadn't gone yet. Her and her partner had a plan, he would count out the seconds for her. You would never guess, she got 50 seconds. Beast! But it was ok, second place was still good.

Next challenge dealt with hot sauce. Now, I'm a wimp when it comes to spicy, but Hunny reminded me I was competitive. The rules, Every minute we had to put a 'microdrop' of this 'Death' hot sauce 'made with the hottest ingredients' on our tongue. You were out as soon as you caved and took a drink. For the first 3 or 4 times they did minutes but then we were all still taking the heat so they, Thankfully, reduced it to 30 seconds. I felt like I was going to throw up it was so hot. When I finally could take a drink of milk, I realized it only made it worse after I swallowed. Hunny ended up passing out gum to almost everybody. Whew!

Third challenge I thought my partner was going to wimp out on me. We had to use our faces to find four of a certain colored ball in a mixture of oatmeal, peppers, pudding, hash browns, and pimento. It smelled awful and looked disgusting but the worst part was watching other people do it and know that you had to go after them. Nothing was as gut wrenching, yet, as seeing one young woman drag her open mouth over everything feeling for the balls, or better yet, taking mouthfuls and spitting them back in. HURL!!! This one was for time so we had to get in and get out. I went first because it is easier when there are more balls to choose from. Oh it was so awful. But thankfully all the people I was helping before were helping me which helped me go faster. As soon as I was done I was gone and rinsing out my mouth. Hunny was good enough to cheer on my partner as I had vamoosed. Guess what?! Best time!!!! Whoot whoot!

The next challenge was super easy, I was somewhat disappointed. We had to wax something. Back of the neck, big toe, or arm. One leader wanted us to do our eyebrow. HA! As you can guess, we all got one point for doing it.

So here at the last challenge, my partner and I are tied for first place with another team. The other team is pretty brutal. They will do anything and when it is revealed what the last challenge was, I knew we were beat. Cloud Nine Cocktail. A nutritious but not delicious 'shake' comprised of: yogurt (that's fine), vinegar (Eh... ok...), oyster juice (They make that?), mushrooms, squash baby food, pig intestines, sardines, vienna sausages, and freshly cooked beef liver (At least it was fresh, I would be upset otherwise). Yup, all that blended up. Drinking for time. Now remember, you don't have to do it, you just don't get the points. If I weren't tied for first I know I wouldn't have done it but we had already done so much and gotten so close we couldn't just give up. So we picked up our vile concoction, plugged our noses and chugged. Well, it would've been chugged if it weren't so thick. It was more of a gulp. All bodily instincts said to throw the cup as far away as possible as soon as the taste got to my brain. I fought the second swallow down, and then fought it to stay down the whole way to the bathroom. I felt like I failed my partner but only seconds later was she joining me in the bathroom. Fail! Second place though. Lost by 2 points. Everyone else was by ten or more points. So close. The winning team had one that finished and one that tried but couldn't finish the cocktail.


My stomach is churning as I'm remembering it. I don't think I will ever be the same. I rewarded myself with an oatmeal cream pie provided afterward. But that wasn't enough. Hunny and I stopped for ice cream on the way home. Had to get that taste out of my mouth. I learned to never say never. Next time I think I will keep my mouth shut. 

5 comments:

  1. So brave!!! what an experience!

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  2. wow!! So gross!! I bet you would have done all of it no problem if it was for $50,000. lol. I'm impressed you did it all. and 2nd place! THat's great!!

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  3. wow so it turns out a grown woman can beat most children at games, good job. ;-)

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  4. love you sherby! good jeeeeoorb! and thank you for coming back to this font the one your last few used was kind of hard to read. I am so excited for the 4th of july

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  5. This activity reminds me of all the physical challenges we did at Zone Meetings on the mission. I bet you some RM's came up with all those activities you had to do! I don't know why they think that kind of stuff is fun!

    Once another sister missionary and I got wrapped in seran wrap from our shoulders to our knees and had to race each other across the room by jumping. Another sister had to eat a hot pepper (like the hot sauce you were using, only a whole jalapeƱo or something). She did it, but later, when she was singing a duet for a spiritual part of our meeting, her voice was completely gone because her throat was burned from the hot pepper.

    You're pretty awesome for being a good sport. I guess those kinds of experiences make for good storytelling, right?

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