I used to live by that motto, then 2 summers ago on a stupid tumble turn I tried to hold on when I should have let go. Tore my rotator cuff, labrum and capsule, shredded cartilage, and broke my scapula bone. The crappy thing is I knew when the trick went wrong, and knew when I should have let go, and held on out of frustration. I am not quite as anxious to hold on to the bitter end now.
Skiing made me board,