Missing the Icy Patches

I went skiing yesterday for the first time this winter. You are probably surprised that a neurotic wife enjoys strapping sticks to her feet and pointing them straight down a mountain. It's actually a therapeutic exercise in overcoming neurotic thoughts. In fact, skiing provides a perfect snapshot of how I manage to overcome my worries and live a normal life.

The fear I feel when I approach a steep drop (the type where all you see is blue sky, not the ground below you) is nearly paralyzing. But as gripping as that fear is, the euphoria when I've reached the bottom is just as great. I put aside my worries, have faith in myself and my ability, and then I rely on a little bit of luck in missing the icy patches on the way down --- sounds a lot like my general approach to life.