It's just a little crush...

I enjoy the Olympics. And I enjoy the athletics in the Olympics. And I enjoy some of the athletes more than I do others...

I have for years had a crush on Roman Šebrle, a Czech ahlete competing in decathlon. He is the manliest man I know. My knees get weak when he's on tv. And I can't help but drool.

Ever watch javelin? I do. When Norwegian Andreas Thorkildsen competes. He makes my heart melt. Along with everyone elses.

When the Swedish sprinter (400m) Johan Wissman smiles, I can't help but smile too.

Earlier this summer I got another crush to add to the list. Usain Bolt. Do I need to say more? He was interviewed on Swedish television before DN-galan in Stockholm and I thought he was among the cutest ever. And then he shows up at the Olympics in even better shape and charming as few. He makes me smile stupidly.

These crushes are well-known in our house and my boyfriend makes sure to tell me when any of the above are about to compete or get interviewed. And I make sure boyfriend doesn't miss Sanna Kallur, Lolo Jones, Alyson Felix and certainly not Yelena Isinbayeva.