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In the end, the whole project morphed completely, and we ended up not building a house for ourselves at all. Instead it became the basis for the sports center I’d been trying to establish. Young Slovakian athletes from all different sports can go there to live, train, and generally get the support they need to make the step from keen youngster to full-time athlete.

But before we knew that would happen, Juraj and I put out a request for a few local companies to quote on doing the building. One guy I particularly liked ran a little construction company with his father, and they seemed pretty well organized. After meeting them in the winter of 2012, I went off for my first concerted crack at the classics and came back with a fifth, fourth, third, and second place to my name. The third was at Amstel Gold in Holland, after which Juraj and I had a spring barbecue party at our place to celebrate. As it was next to the plot where this garage/bachelor pad would be going up, I invited the construction guy to the party to hang out with us and talk about the project. He turned up with this girl who instantly made a bit of an impression on me: tall, beautiful, but with a confident way about her that seemed to suggest there was more to her world than a construction company in Žilina. I was just thinking that he was a lucky bastard, when he introduced her as his sister. Happy days.