As the final week of the Giro d’Italia ticked by, I tried to make a note of things I could write about in my final blog about the race. Aside from the bone-chilling descent off the Mortirolo and an exciting ‘will they/won’t they’ breakaway finale, I wasn’t left with much. But then, as I’m sure you’ve seen by now, I had a pretty special day in Verona.
For two weeks – ever since the time trial on stage 9 went so well for me – I had been counting down the days until Verona.