Zanna Campanula bookcart lady
just a few weeks ago i wouldn’t have dared set foot in runners point – it was a place for marathon runners and sprinters, or at the very least for sporty young thin people. they do a scary analysis of you running on a treadmill, which was clearly out of the question. and on top of everything else, they are wantonly devoid of apostrophes.
but friday was the day. i was served by a lovely lady somewhere north of 50, which was a relief as i was expecting some 25-year-old marathon man. first i got my feet scanned and can proudly report that they are almost identical in size, just 1mm difference in the length and 2mm in the width. and then i got to run on the scary treadmill. i wasn’t the world’s greatest treadmill runner, to say the least, but at least i didn’t end up fat [sic] on my face all over the shop, as i had fully expected.
anyway, after looking at the videos, lovely lady decided that i’d be best off with a pair of asics shoes that were on special offer – down 30% at 87.75€. ha!
on the way home i started worrying about the apostrophe thing, but then i realised that “point” is not in fact a noun, that it is a verb, and what they mean is that runners point, for example, at the stars. phew, glad i got that sorted.
gave the shoes an outing to the shops yesterday, wonder if we’ll go for a little run today?
