Going down the thompson river, where if you were standing still, 80 thousand cubic feet of water would rush past you every second, I found my self holding on for dear life. While doing this, I sang. Whatever came to my head really. My favorite of all these was "hold on to what we've got. I doesn't make a difference if we make it or not. We've got this ROPE and thats alot..." I think you get the picture. Sing it a few times in your head till it's stuck. Once again, thanks bon jovi.