A half-baked plan?

So, a little background.

It turns out I'm not so good at marathons: four attempts in two years and only one finisher's medal to show for it. (Granted, the latest attempt was derailed by an act of Nature, but still.) I could continue trying to prove the adage that insanity = a persistent insistence that x + y will yield z when instead it gives you stress fractures, pulled muscles, and an empty bank account, but this year I'm going to work with what works.

Edited to add: 2013 turned out to be not so fantastic, and my plan to run 13 half marathons last year was laid waste by near-daily migraines.