…The Treadmill

My dentist saga is over, finally …on Wednesday I got my last treatment and just for fun (my dentist’s, not mine) I got the "trainee" dentist assistant to help out! She was good, very good! If good would be nearly choking me with that sucking device they use, that is… I know all new people need to learn when doing something for the first time, but why always with/on me? I always seem to get the trainee bar man, the trainee doctor, the trainee cashier and now the trainee dentist assistant...

Anyhow, back to running, my new shoes have been giving me trouble. The more mileage I did, the more pain I had right underneath my left ankle, to such a degree running started to become painful.

Initially I didn’t realise it might be the shoes…but having trained in my old ones yesterday – with the normal gusts of wind and horizontal rain so common when I venture outside – with no pain at all, I quickly came to the conclusion it must be the shoes.

I purchased them about a month ago, in a specialist running store and had paid dearly, so was slightly gutted to say the least, but also realised I had to do something. I, of course, had not saved the receipt, that would be way to easy, so with a bag filled with charm and my now very muddy, worn, but still relatively new shoes I trotted confidently back to the store.

“Can I help you?”, she said when I entered the store with my clearly visible grubby shoes under one arm and noticeably receiptless as I did not even have a box to proof I had purchased them there… My confidence slipped away very quickly, specifically as I was hoping to deal with the male attendant so I could throw in some female charm…

Nevertheless, they were fantastic, I explained the problem quickly and they had me try on other ones…after much to and fro we decided on another pair, much lower on the sides and still with a lot of cushioning good for the longer run.

To avoid having to go back again with mud-spattered shoes and no receipt, I carefully put the receipt away and decided I would test run them on the treadmill at my local gym, not having a membership, I quite effectively blagged my way into a free “trial” membership and I just got back from running on the treadmill.

And the shoes are fine, but I remember now why I never like to run on treadmills…they are horrible…dangerous to say the least …suddenly you go fast, then you stand still, …I must have been quite a sight to the more “experienced” treadmill user in there.

Leaving you with the funniest commercial every made…coincidently featuring a treadmill…(to view just press the "play" thingy in the middle).

Take care,

AZ