We waited a while before we finally saw Gary, arms aloft, coming along the red carpet and milking it for all he could! I was more proud to see him home than I was that I had won my own medal! I knew how hard he had worked and how we had supported each other and competed in the same events all year. It was great to get to congratulate him in the finish zone, he was elated and with good reason. At that point, I understood that perhaps my family were feeling the same about me, despite my disappointment with myself, and I shouldn’t spoil their moment either. I just hope I didn’t…..