Flying cows running in panties!

Did I tell you before how great I am…. –I did!!! Many times???
Ok, ok but I am not going to waste an opportunity, am I?
Anyway, besides that I am also a … amateur runner… not only because I run away from boring people all the time, but I can run 10 km in under 42 minutes, and this year I will get under 40 min, seriously, especially if I will be able to stop the Kenyans running behind me when I train, to get in front, and believe me that’s difficult even if I’m only talking about my imagination, and sometimes I have to use very dubious tricks, I’m telling you, like some of them (the Kenyans…what were you thinking) are riding flying cows, or lions or some other times they run in a different parallel universe where the time slows down in my advantage of course. Was right who ever said that your mind is the most important “muscle” to train for running; I would say imagination is second!!!!
Anyway, sometimes when I go to races I think I didn’t train all that time just to come here and get it over with as fast as I can, did I? Come on… I want people to see me, to point out and say…. haa look what it says on her t-shirt!! Ahhh no this is what the sponsors want …not me!!! But …I have no sponsors!
Moving right along, at the last marathon I’ve been, been only a spectator that was, doing what a spectator do best… “spectating” – I mean watching, encouraging or even making sure the police stops the traffic when the runners come –check me out here-

With the corner of my eye I SAW her, I did, I am telling you, flying down the street like the mermaid in the dreams of 10 men lost on a deserted island, full of chimps for the last 5 years, and did she ran well ….. ohh she did, all eyes hypnotized by her tight panties on her round, firm butt, glowing in the light like the rosy cheeks of a baby in a chilly morning…. there she was…and she was real, and she was running!!!
And me … no I’m pretty sure it wasn’t me, it was my friend, I can still hear her voice in my ear!!! – We should do the same next year!!! Do what darling…running? Running in panties….!!! Next year …aha…
Three hours later, the race was finished, so were our last 20 drinks, we HAD a plan!!! And the first step: to find out how are those tiny minuscule panties she was wearing called! We didn’t find out yet so any help much appreciated, I’ll post a picture of her here to help:



So this is my objective for 2013, clear, specific, realistic…. I know it might also sound futile, frivolous, negligible, but this is it, my objective for this year includes the word PANTIES!!! Don’t know about realistic though! Or maybe I still have time to change it, make it big…. big panties!!!!

So anyone can help me with the name for that disturbingly miniscule uniform she is wearing? If you don’t know it you are more than wellcome to come with your own ideas, maybe we will find one together!!!