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Today, I walked into the shoe store, and walked out with these babies. Now, I just need to say that these are not the best looking pair of shoes that I've ever seen. They're SILVER for godsakes. And blue. Shiny chrome silver on the accents with blue laces and blue outlines. These shoes are ugly. I was walking home thinking that the lead singer from Queen would have no problem owning these shoes. He would have been absolutely fabulous in them. And I have to say that when I first put them on, they felt like heaven. I would not have walked out of that store in any other pair of shoes. I have to preface all this by saying that a while ago I bought a pair of shoes that were absolutely beautful on the outside, but were so painfully hideous when you wore them, that I'm actually scared to put them on now. I'm telling you: shin splints and limping around at work after a run in those guys--uh uh. No way am I putting them on again, no matter how beautiful they are. And no way am I putting down the lead singer of Queen. Which brings us back to my current purchase. Shiny? Yes. NASA approved? Yes. I tried on a pair of pretty adidas in the store, and no contest. My astro-robotic shoes stole the show. I'm gonna run miles and miles in them and I know this all just from the first impression. That's how I felt with my current pair of wonderful shoes, and I know that's how these shoes are going to perform.

Which is actually more than I can say about what is purporteldy the best running shoe store in town. I mean, I've heard that people have had great experiences here, but the staff I was dealing with was particularly unapathetic. Her banter with the other clerk (when she was dealing with me, her customer), was less than professional. I felt like an afterthought in her presence. A woman who had shown up 5 minutes before me, however, was receiving royal treatment. Her saleswoman, and I quote, said, "I'm going to go in the back and pull a bunch of shoes for you." And my saleswoman sat down on the display stand and threw around a bunch of technical terms at me that I didn't understand, because I'm not in the shoe business, making me feel somewhat incompetent. Imagine someone chewing gum and popping bubbles in your face. That was my saleswoman (even though in all fairness, I have to say she wasn't chewing gum, but if you can imagine someone just like that, then you get the picture). But OK. I'm not bitter. I'm just not going back. And I'm definetley dissuading anyone from going there. Go to Copelands. That's where I bought the best pair of shoes ever. At least there what you see is what you get, and at least the cashiers are friendly. I mean, if they don' t know what the heck they're talking about, at least they're friendly and you walk out of the store happy with your purchase. Today I was happy with my purchase, but totally turned off with the purporteldy the best running shoe store in town experience. Yes, I love the shoes. But go back? Uh-uh. I don't think so.