Moving far far away

I think I have had enough rants for a little bit now.

All of my friends are important to me. All of them. I write about some here. Some I mention by name and some I don't. Some I don't mention at all. There really is no rhyme or reason for it so don't feel left out if you don't get a direct shout out. It means nothing. Sometimes I don't write about people because I'm not sure that they would take it the right way or appreciate being mentioned. Sometimes they don't know I have a blog. Being mentioned or not mentioned has no bearing on how important a person is to me.

One person who is very important to me is Meghan Nanfeldt. Meghan is actually the person who inspired my post on athletes diets. I watched her eat tater tots today while back in Storrs.

Meghan is about to embark on a final project for her graduate studies. She has organized a cross country (From Storrs to San Francisco) bike ride for charity that will start on June 5th. After that she will be living in Colorado a long ways from me.

I will really miss Meghan. She has been a great friend and has been someone that I have hung out with often.

I will always remember seeing Meghan after a close loss, maybe to Brown, in her red-shirt senior season and asking her if she needed a hug. I had never said that to a person before but I could sense that the way the game and season had gone that a hug was probably the best thing she could have had. I went to almost all of her games in her senior season.

I will always remember our trips to watch the Western Mass Lady Pioneers last summer. We also spent a good amount of time playing soccer together. The last two Thursdays, that I have had off from work, I went back to campus and went biking with her in preparation for the trip. I had so much fun cycling with her.

It's funny how we met through Husky Sport. We were just sitting next to each other in the van and we just clicked. It's funny I remember challenging myself to not be shy and to just have a conversation. It's funny that it lead to such a good friendship. It's also funny that I recognized Nanners from my lacrosse poster in my game room.

I wish nothing but the best to Nanners and I hope her bike ride "Bike for Books" is a complete success. I hope to see Nanners again, and hopefully before she leaves Connecticut on her ride. We'll have to see how my schedule will work.

Mostly I will remember Nanners as a great friend. I hope she accomplishes all that she wants to in life. I will certainly help her if I can.