Never get cocky

Yesterday, I went to PT and we increased my workout to the point I was wobbly when I finished, but my knee didn't hurt. Which, for those of you who aren't living with my knee, is pretty awesome. Woot. I woke up this morning only mildly sore in a couple muscles. Woot. I was so pleased with the improvement, I was not dismayed when the elevator. I walked down four flights of stairs. Woot Woot. I sat for an hour after I got home. I got up. Holy S@#$! My knee is killing me.