Seems like I fell off the face of the Earth. Here I am, alive and (somewhat) well.
I didn't, but some days it feels like it. With less than a month until my half and 2 weeks until I begin teaching 5th grade, I have been a busy bee. And for the last (almost) 2 weeks I have been sick with a sinus/upper respiratory/throat infection and have not been running. At all. Breathing even while sitting still was my top priority, so running was not on my to-do list. I am feeling better now, thanks to amoxicillin and my neti pot.
I am going to attempt to run tomorrow. It just wasn't in the cards today. I think I will shoot for 2 or 3 miles, you know, since I've had such a long hiatus. If that goes well I will hit up my long run one night this week. There's 7 miles on the schedule. I still have not made it past 6. With 27 days until the half, I think at this point I'm going in with Plan B: do whatever I have to do to finish and not die. Oh, wait, that was Plan A, too...
As long as neither of these things happens, I will be okay.