Discouraged, but hanging in there...

Tell me I can't have or do something, and it makes me want it more. Kind of like when you're a child and your mom tells you she's not going to buy you that candy bar at the store. It goes from being this simple little thing that you thought sounded yummy to being the biggest crisis in the entire world. You start throwing a tantrum, stomping your feet and and asking, "why not? why not? why not?" until you're blue in the face. The chocolatey goodness runs through your mind, and your mouth starts to water. Well, that's about how I felt this week. I hadn't run since last Saturday in an attempt to help my knee heal, and it's all I could think about! Unfortunately, all the begging and pleading in the world wasn't going to get me what I wanted, which was to be able to run just a few miles without being in pain. I tried to go for a short run tonight, just to gauge where I'm at in my recovery. The first half mile or so felt alright, then the pain started coming back... I made it a little less than 2 miles, having to do some walk/running to make it back to my house. Time to ice again! I'm feeling slightly discouraged... but still hoping for the best. If only it was as easy as pouting my lip, sporting the puppy dog eyes, and asking "Pweeeeaaaaaase?" to fix this (hopefully temporary) crisis....