Sport's really very tiring. I'm worn out.
I've been to the MCG to the athletics twice, spent most of a day down at Docklands by the race-walking course, basketball finals tonight, squash tomorrow, more athletics the night after that.
Screaming and clapping takes it out of you. There's been the odd tear shed as well, especially after the women's marathon.
Then when you're not actually there, you have to be glued to the TV until all hours, even though for once in our lives we're in the right time zone. It's compulsory in our family.
Good thing this only happens once every four years (well, two years if you count the Olympics).