On Thursday, Katie Ledecky set yet another record when the women’s 4 x 200m freestyle relay team from Team USA took home the silver medal.
With 13 medals, the 27-year-old became the most decorated female swimmer in Olympic history. Her most recent victory ended a tie she had with Dara Torres, Jenny Thompson, and swimmer Natalie Coughlin.
In the demanding 1500m freestyle on Wednesday, the Maryland native claimed her eighth gold medal and her 12th overall. Ledecky tied Thompson for the most gold medals won by a female swimmer in Olympic history when she completed the event in an Olympic record time of 15:30.02.
Ledecky told reporters that she allowed her thoughts to roam and considered all the people who had contributed to her current situation as she was swimming.
“And during the race, I kind of let my mind wander, remembering everyone who has trained with me.” Was like thinking about them and chanting their names in my brain. I love you guys, my Florida crew—all those Florida boys who challenged me every day. I know I often make your life difficult, but you guys really made my life easy today. I really appreciate it.
The 27-year-old swimmer had another opportunity to increase her medal total on Thursday.
Ledecky, Claire Weinstein, Paige Madden, and Erin Gemmell represented Team USA in the 4 × 200m freestyle relay, finishing second behind Australia.
Ledecky became the most decorated American woman in Olympic history and the most decorated woman of any nation in swimming history with the team’s victory, which brought her 13 medals overall. She is only ahead of Michael Phelps, who has 28 medals.
Ledecky has one more chance to increase her medal total as swimming draws to a close. On Saturday, she’ll participate in the 800m freestyle.
Ledecky intends to qualify for the 2028 Summer Olympics in Los Angeles, despite the fact that this is her fourth Olympics overall, in Paris.
“Yes, my statement that I would love to compete in Los Angeles hasn’t changed over the last few months or years has been consistent.”
Katie, congratulations! You are history’s greatest.
My granddaughter kicked me out of my house because I married at 81. I gave her a BIG lesson
I had always believed that family was the cornerstone of life. After losing my daughter and son-in-law in that tragic car accident, I knew my purpose was to be there for Jenny. I sold my house, the home where I’d lived for decades, to pay for her college education. She was a bright, ambitious girl with a future full of promise. Every day, I put her needs above mine, ensuring she had everything she needed to succeed. In those moments, I almost forgot about my own happiness.
Then, Gerald entered my life. We had known each other for years, having grown up in the same neighborhood. He was my childhood friend, the boy who used to tease me by pulling my braids and then offer to carry my books home. Over the years, we lost touch, only to reconnect at a community event. He was the same sweet, gentle Gerald I remembered, and we quickly rekindled our friendship. But this time, it blossomed into something more – something beautiful and unexpected. At 81, I never thought I would find love again, but there it was, shining brightly in front of me.
The Proposal
When Gerald proposed, I felt like a teenager again, my heart fluttering with joy and excitement. I couldn’t wait to tell Jenny. I imagined she would be happy for me, supportive even. After all, hadn’t I been there for her every step of the way? But the reaction I received was far from what I expected.
Jenny was furious. “You’re too old for this, Grandma! An old lady in a white dress – it’s embarrassing!” Her words cut deep, but I tried to reason with her. She started blaming me for disrespecting her late grandfather, saying he would be disappointed in me. I understood her grief, but I couldn’t let it dictate my happiness. I had given up so much for her; was it so wrong to want a little joy in my life?
The Fallout
The situation escalated when Jenny found out about Gerald moving in. She went ballistic, refusing to share the house with him. “There is no way I’m living with that old man!” she yelled, her face red with anger. I tried to explain, to calm her down, but she wouldn’t listen. Before I knew it, she was packing up my belongings, throwing them into suitcases and garbage bags. The next thing I knew, I was out on the streets, homeless and heartbroken.
But I couldn’t just forget what Jenny had done. She needed to learn a lesson – one that would make her understand the value of family and respect. So, I took action. I consulted a lawyer and began the process of reclaiming my house. I had sold it to pay for her education, but I still had rights. The legal battle was tough, but with Gerald by my side, I persevered.
The Lesson
One day, there was a knock on Jenny’s door. She opened it to find a process server handing her an eviction notice. Her face went pale as she read the document. I had reclaimed my house, and she was the one being asked to leave. She tried to fight it, but the law was on my side.
In the end, I found my happiness and restored my relationship with Jenny. It wasn’t the path I expected, but it was the one that led me to where I am today – surrounded by love and finally, truly happy.
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