There are some women that have happy
faces and when I see their faces it makes me happy. Michelle Jenneke
is one of those people. I have a few friends like this (as all you
should) but I don't have friends that can run like her. At least to
my knowledge. She is an Australian Olympic runner an hurdler which I
appreciate because I only like events that have practical uses and
yes tumbling also counts as one of those practical things. She's won
all of the medals including the Dante one. That's a real thing. Shut
up.
Michelle, because we're on a first name
basis, is 23 years old which means she is out of my age range for
dating but gives me free reign to stare at pictures of her like a
pervatron. When I first heard of her it was because of a routine that
she does before she runs as a warm up which in turn made my pants
warm up if you know what I'm saying. If you don't go ask your aunty
that always wears those short shorts when she knows good and damned
well how they make me feel. I thought she was a giant but it turns
out she is only 5 foot 7 which means I am 6 inches taller than her
and chicks like tall guys...usually.
I don't know much else about her other
than the fact that she is fast, hot, and comes from a country whose
primary form of communication is screaming for help. She is also at
the level of fitness that I like. Its that volleyball player body
that I enjoy where they are in shape but they aren't smashing plates
against their abs. Leave me alone.
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