Never let it be said I can't admit when I make an epic error.
It has to be pointed out that, pound for pound (of flesh) our team has the pretty hot talent too. There is cute Tom Daley, the men's so fit its wrong Gym team, not to mention the swim team too. Phwoaarrrr. Who knew sport could be so entertaining. Even Mini is hooked, and loves Tom Daley and his little prawn self.
Speaking of Mini, the Olympic bug has firmly bitten her on the behind. Off she went to the seaside with her Aunt at the weekend, and she tried Body Boarding. Yes, my 5 year old who cannot swim went body boarding- she's brave doing that cos there is no way you'd get me on one of those in the sea! She wants to do gymnastics at school too, after watching my fave sport on TV.
Yes, we rock, and despite old misery pants himself Morrisey bemoaning the sudden wealth of patriotism that has swept the UK in ever increasing bursts, I think it's a something to cherish. There are flags everywhere, everyone is upbeat, the good feeling that every medal has brought is something I hope continues.
Even the weather has been brill for a change. When we had our party on Saturday, we had to keep turning to the sports page of BBC online to check on Jess, Mo and the rest to see how we were doing, and a collective cheer went up on hearing we'd won more golds.
So, I hope the spirit of Team GB and the positivity it has brought in us all continues.
That and I hope to see more of the fitties in Heat magazine! Miaow!