I have to admit…I might have a little crush….

I’m just sayin’.

I mean really, he’s only a dozen or so years younger than me:

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I have been mesmerized watching him compete, win, and break record after record.  He can’t be real. 
Can he?  It just doesn’t seem possible that he can continue to dominate his sport…in one meet after another….even when he only has 50 mintues (or so) in between competitions.

I’ve ben staying up late to watch.  I actually think my jaw has dropped.  I have always loved swimming, but there is a beauty in the way he does it. He actually makes it look effortless.  Which. It. Is. Not.  Just ask anyone who has ever attempted a 50m Butterfly, let alone a 100m or more.

It is this exact type of rambling and incessant flattery that leads me to believe I just might have a little crush.  Or something.  But it is purely platonic.  I mention this because, well….I dont’ really know.  It isn’t like we have a pending date, but, I digress.

Back to Michael.  Yes, we’re on a first name basis.  Yes, I’m going to watch his remaining meets.

If you haven’t watched yet, you should.  At least once.  He is making Olympic history.  He is breaking world records.   He is the truest form of athlete.  Here I go again…..

Watch. Him.