After assuring me that my having a sprained ankle did not mean I would instantly die of a blood clot in the brain once we got into the air, Rob regaled me with cute boy stories like how he once tried to bike across an entire state to see a girlfriend, then got caught in a hail storm and had to hitchike the rest of the way.
Oh...and!..he is #2 ranked steeple chaser in Canada going to compete in France for his olympic time. whoot! you know what that means, that's right, say hello to your next model of fine Canada-themed fleece and leather goods. (your days are numbered Ross Rebigliati, you miscreant!!!!!!)