Of course, this progress comes with a price. I've been going to PT for 2 hours, once a week, since I started back up in earnest in April of last year. And the last 2 really good sessions have been accompanied by so much effort that I felt like I would be physically sick while working. I don't think I've ever done anything this challenging in my life.
So today I'm feeling good, if a little slow. We're trying to change the habits my muscles have, so they're rebelling a bit and letting me know that they'd prefer to not change thank-you-very-much. But next week I'll go back and they'll have to change a little more. Slow and steady, right?