Have to be running out of superlatives tonight

Not sure whether to nip out and blow up the tyres on the bike or go over into the field and saddle up  the horse - what a day again, Jason Kenny got his Gold and his revenge on his bike -   no photos of the team showjumping folks, Brash; Charles: Maher and Skelton, who got our first showjumping Gold in 60 years ; and then Beth Tweddle, who with one backward step after a fabulous dismount from the uneven bars in the gym, had to settle for the Bronze.  I am afraid I would need a lift to get onto the bars and even then would need to be seriously wind assisted to birl round the pole like a windmill.

The cycling today was amazing and it is hard to imagine that we still have a possible three more medals to collect -   bit of badness creeping in with some teams starting to question "how come Team GB are doing so well" - they have been told that it is all about training and peaking at the right time - and maybe of course the "home crowd" are enough to generate that extra bit of "oomph" - so maybe if we bottle and sell it -  better not say that in case someone reading this thinks that you can do so - and asks for it to be analysed.
I hope that the nutcase who threw the bottle onto the track last night in the final of the men's 100m, gets well sorted - letting the side down -  nearly as bad as the athletes who have been sent home for not trying their best -  and even those who have been tested positive for drugs.