This morning I took a lil’ drive over to the beach, to run along the boardwalk for a bit of a change of scenery. You will never believe who I ran into (or maybe you will, I seem to see him everywhere). It was Ty, on one of those stand up paddle boards. I don’t think he spotted me, although I called and waved to him from the beach. He seemed lost in thought.
I am sure he is concerned about the downward spiral his friend Renata has taken in recent weeks. Everybody at the gym was talking about the recent drug overdose that caused her to be taken away in an ambulance during the middle of the day. I know most people who had been using her as their personal trainer had cancelled their sessions and the gym had to hire someone else to fill in. Then, just a couple of days ago, my friend in the front office told me that they had received an anonymous call that Renata was sniffing something off a compact mirror in the bathroom. When security asked to search her purse she refused and was escorted off the premises in tears. I kind of wish I had been around to see that. Gym drama!
I did happen by her apartment complex while walking Beefeater this afternoon, and it appears she is moving out. No “boyfriend” around to help her, unfortunately, but her brother was there. I guess she may be moving in with him and he lives about an hour away, or so I’ve heard. It is neither here nor there to me.
Anywho, Cari and I are on our way out to kick off the summer at a pop-up tiki bar in town. It should be loads of fun. Have a happy one.