I cried the first time too, but things improved.  You do only what you
can bear. I still yell at my husband when it hurts too much and he
eases off.  I've started Yoga - day three now.  When it hurts more than
I can bear, I stop. Tomorrow will be a little better.  My doctor always
says "if you don't use it, you'll lose it".   He wanted me to get back
on my bike - it was so funny, I could not even lift my leg up to get on
so I had to lie the bike down, step over,  and then lift the bike up -
getting out of the bike was another process. A few months ago I went to
Egypt, and had to have a camel ride, How embarassing was that, trying
to swing my leg up and over.  It was a ride I will never forget.  The
camel (male) took off across the sand dunes after his lady friend, with
the guide, with his gown flying around him, after it. I held on tight
praying I would not come to a sandy end. I swear I will never get on
another camel. I still have a good laugh when I think about it. This
was a back packers tour - not too many frills. Then there was the time
when we were sailing down the NIle on a feluca. We had no bathrooms. It
was wash in the Nile and find somewhere on the bank - with two not too
good knees that was not too simple.  If you saw me you would not
believe I am riddled with arthritis until you saw the blood results and
the lumps and bumps - the CPR and ESR are  extremely high.
Keep smiling
Gail