Rivals Refugee Check in Thread

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Deathroll said:
Rustled? Not a chance. I just enjoyed slinging the shit right back.
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But we can all agree that UCF had a better claim to a more recent title than florida has had in a decade or so, right?

Obviously, Bama was the real champs in 2018 but I give that little school some credit for doing their thing...
 
RKD said:
Where is @UCFhonors? I need to hear some travel stories.
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Just had a 4 hour dinner in Playa del Carmen Mexico. A UCFriend of a UCFriend. Now we hang out.

I recently wrote a super long blog post about how Traveling changed me. Here is one section.

I Stopped Trying to Keep Up

When I decided to become a digital nomad, I wasn’t just looking for a change of scenery.

I was looking for something fundamentally different.

I sold my house. I questioned how I was spending my time. I knew I didn’t want to keep repeating the same patterns.

Then COVID hit — and like a lot of people, it forced a reset.

For me, that reset started physically.

I got into cycling, then mountain biking, and quickly realized how far my health had slipped. My cardio was terrible. My energy was low.

So after getting laid off, I went on a road trip across the U.S. — built around movement.

My first real hike was only a mile.

But it was a start.

Then I moved to Mexico.

And that’s when something shifted.

For the first time in my adult life, I didn’t feel like I was trying to keep up.

Not with timelines. Not with expectations. Not with some invisible standard of progress.

That pressure — the one I didn’t even fully realize I was carrying — disappeared.

And just as importantly, my behavior changed without me forcing it.

I allowed myself to be pulled into things I never would have chosen before.

Scuba diving was one of them.

I didn’t want to do it. But being around people who treated it as normal lowered that barrier just enough.

Within minutes of that first dive, an entirely new world opened up.

Years later, it’s one of my favorite things to do — something that’s taken me to remote places across five continents.

That pattern repeated itself.

Hostels. Coliving spaces. Hiking in jungles. Archaeological sites. Museums. Mountain biking. Exploring after work instead of shutting down.

None of it felt forced.

The environment was doing the work.

It was pulling me into new experiences, new people, new ways of living — without me needing to push for it.

Travel didn’t just expose me to new things.

It changed what felt normal.

#UCFacts

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UCFhonors said:
Just had a 4 hour dinner in Playa del Carmen Mexico. A UCFriend of a UCFriend. Now we hang out.

I recently wrote a super long blog post about how Traveling changed me. Here is one section.

I Stopped Trying to Keep Up

When I decided to become a digital nomad, I wasn’t just looking for a change of scenery.

I was looking for something fundamentally different.

I sold my house. I questioned how I was spending my time. I knew I didn’t want to keep repeating the same patterns.

Then COVID hit — and like a lot of people, it forced a reset.

For me, that reset started physically.

I got into cycling, then mountain biking, and quickly realized how far my health had slipped. My cardio was terrible. My energy was low.

So after getting laid off, I went on a road trip across the U.S. — built around movement.

My first real hike was only a mile.

But it was a start.

Then I moved to Mexico.

And that’s when something shifted.

For the first time in my adult life, I didn’t feel like I was trying to keep up.

Not with timelines. Not with expectations. Not with some invisible standard of progress.

That pressure — the one I didn’t even fully realize I was carrying — disappeared.

And just as importantly, my behavior changed without me forcing it.

I allowed myself to be pulled into things I never would have chosen before.

Scuba diving was one of them.

I didn’t want to do it. But being around people who treated it as normal lowered that barrier just enough.

Within minutes of that first dive, an entirely new world opened up.

Years later, it’s one of my favorite things to do — something that’s taken me to remote places across five continents.

That pattern repeated itself.

Hostels. Coliving spaces. Hiking in jungles. Archaeological sites. Museums. Mountain biking. Exploring after work instead of shutting down.

None of it felt forced.

The environment was doing the work.

It was pulling me into new experiences, new people, new ways of living — without me needing to push for it.

Travel didn’t just expose me to new things.

It changed what felt normal.

#UCFacts

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Are you the real deal or a UCFraud?
 
UCFhonors said:
Just had a 4 hour dinner in Playa del Carmen Mexico. A UCFriend of a UCFriend. Now we hang out.

I recently wrote a super long blog post about how Traveling changed me. Here is one section.

I Stopped Trying to Keep Up

When I decided to become a digital nomad, I wasn’t just looking for a change of scenery.

I was looking for something fundamentally different.

I sold my house. I questioned how I was spending my time. I knew I didn’t want to keep repeating the same patterns.

Then COVID hit — and like a lot of people, it forced a reset.

For me, that reset started physically.

I got into cycling, then mountain biking, and quickly realized how far my health had slipped. My cardio was terrible. My energy was low.

So after getting laid off, I went on a road trip across the U.S. — built around movement.

My first real hike was only a mile.

But it was a start.

Then I moved to Mexico.

And that’s when something shifted.

For the first time in my adult life, I didn’t feel like I was trying to keep up.

Not with timelines. Not with expectations. Not with some invisible standard of progress.

That pressure — the one I didn’t even fully realize I was carrying — disappeared.

And just as importantly, my behavior changed without me forcing it.

I allowed myself to be pulled into things I never would have chosen before.

Scuba diving was one of them.

I didn’t want to do it. But being around people who treated it as normal lowered that barrier just enough.

Within minutes of that first dive, an entirely new world opened up.

Years later, it’s one of my favorite things to do — something that’s taken me to remote places across five continents.

That pattern repeated itself.

Hostels. Coliving spaces. Hiking in jungles. Archaeological sites. Museums. Mountain biking. Exploring after work instead of shutting down.

None of it felt forced.

The environment was doing the work.

It was pulling me into new experiences, new people, new ways of living — without me needing to push for it.

Travel didn’t just expose me to new things.

It changed what felt normal.

#UCFacts

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Are you THE Les Stroud?

If so, yer awesome, man! You are SOOOO much better than that dickhead from Australia.

Yer intro song is also the best and one of my favorites of all time, dude!
 
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