Just in time, too, since I leave for synchro national championships on wednesday night. (At midnight. For an all-night 11-hour bus ride. um, yay?)
He wished me luck at the competition, and I thanked him. "I'll let you know how it goes," I told him. "We've been working hard. We're aiming for the gold medal; hopefully we'll be successful."
"Well, just remember your first priority is to have fun," he said in classic grownup style.
"No it's not. Our priority is the gold. If I just wanted to have fun, I'd be on a different team. We're going there to win."