i've been given the thumbs up or was it another finger?

My Pilates instructor, aka Wendy, aka torture monger, had given me her blessing when walking this weekend. It wasn't approval for a leisurely stroll in the park. It was for the March of Dimes (MOD) walk this Saturday. Yes, it was for a good cause, but I could have just kicked her. She had introduced me to  cardio on the Pilates machine the day before the walk. Are you up for some cardio today? she says with a smile. It really was not a question. It was the illusion of making me a part of the decision to kick my own ass. I was sweating and panting and ready to curse the girl. My quads, my gluts, and my inner thighs were burning after the 45 minute workout. I suppose the good thing about the pain in my lower body is that I forgot about the pain in my back. She is a genius! The cure for back pain is to introduce pain on another body part. Why didn't I think of that? Of course, I was there to support MOD and my company but gearing up to get my ass kicked on purpose was not the most enjoyable. I am happy to say it was a beautiful day in Vegas, we raised a lot of money for the cause, and we all survived the walk. Sort of.