Lately, I've been a little too enthusiastic about my recovery. It's going really well - but not quite as well as I'd like to think. I need many reminders that it really hasn't been that long since surgery. I'd prefer reminders from my own brain - not my knee.
After too many hours on my feet over the weekend combined with swimming, hard cycling and overdoing it on the step ups, my knee looked like a big fat melon yesterday at PT. Jim sat me down, put some ice on my knee, and told me to stay off my bike and out of the pool for a day or two.
He did reassure me that I haven't done any damage and that all will be fine in a day or two.
It's just a reality check that coming back from surgery is a process that can't be rushed.