"So, you ever, you know, talk to a doctor about these attacks or anything?" he asks, partially to get me to think about something else, partially just to keep talking. He's a big dude, big-nosed and shaggy-headed, and clearly an elder statesman amongst the ski teachers, with a friendly stoner kind of vibe that makes him perfect for hyperventilating newbies like me.
"Dude, when I'm not hurtling to my death, I'm one of the calmest guys I know," I reply.
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