But as luck would have it, in 2011 I was nursing an angry plantar fascia and had a nasty case of bronchitis. Since we were gearing up for our first full Ironman distance race just two months later, I wasn't taking any chances. To save my foot, I decided to walk most of the run leg. But despite holding back, I was still coughing up blood by the end of the race, compliments of the bronchitis. Four years would pass before we would return to face the Savageman 70 again.