After the Elleker Half Marathon it was time to start training for Munich. Start slow. Build up. Nice and easy.
The first indicator there might be a problem was a heart rate of 168 early in the run. That’s the rate you hit after quite a few hard kms. But it settled down and on I went.
No issues other than the awkward heart rate at the beginning.
The next run the same. The increase lasted a little longer but it settled eventually. Was I living on borrowed time?
At this point, what was to come didn’t even enter my mind.