So… there you are, picture yourself, standing on the side of mountain looking down the mogul-strewn black run your instructor has taken you to; wondering to yourself how you got yourself here and, more importantly, how you will get down. Now your charming instructor utters those famous words “don’t be scared” and at this point all your mind is hearing is “SCARED” and at that very same time your body and mind decide it would be much easier to become a bag of mal co-ordinated jelly and that black run has now become a cliff with a grave yard at the bottom and shouldn’t I have just booked a nice holiday on some exotic Caribbean beach