Saturday, March 22, 2008

The Rabbit and the Shoes

Everyone on the team raves about Jack Rabbit. I know I'm supposed to love this store. Its the place to get just about everything for the race. Only every time I go, I have a bad experience. I'm just not into the place. I really want to like it. I want to like the cute athletic boys who work there. I want to like their merchandise. I want to like their relationship with TNT. But its just not all it is cracked up to be. The first time I went was before training to get a new swimsuit. The person who helped me knew nothing about swim gear. I mean nothing. S was with me and we just laughed at the constant "i don't know" in reply to every question I asked. The second time I went was for a new pair of running shoes. I went on a Friday after work- thinking it wouldnt be crowded and I'd get plenty of help. I told the guy helping me I needed stable shoes and I brought the ones I had from half marathon with me. He put a pair on me, had me get on a treadmill and a camera at the back of the machine recorded me running. Nope, you don't need stability shoes he said. But. But. I do. I know I do. No, you really don't he said. He brought a new pair to me. I debated and then he told me he had plans and needed to leave. I was being ditched by the sales guy. I asked if someone else would help and he was reluctant. The new guy wasn't much better because he thought I was fine with the neutral stability shoes. I was annoyed and just bought them and left. Only my foot kept hurting when I ran. Then this week at the doctor i found out that I have a tight calf which leads to tight tendons which is causing my foot pain. Who knew? Stable shoes are the cure the doc said. That and physical therapy. Yes, like I can actually fit that into my schedule. So long story short, I went back to Jack Rabbit yesterday to return the shoes and get the pair I originally wanted... only this time they were out. 2 weeks to order! Seriously I just have bad luck with that store. So I headed to Paragon and just got them there where they were on sale. In the end it all worked out. I'm not sure how often I'll frequent the Rabbit.

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