I'm going to post a comical history of gameplay before I directly answer, because this has been an
interesting game.
But first, let us go back to Oblivion. I'm late to the 360 party, having only owned it less than a year. I've heard so much about Oblivion, I decided "WTH" and bought it.
Ugh, the controls were horrendous. Wait, go back! No, I don't want to be female and what's with this hair? I know, I'll be an elf, 'cause they're good with bows.
Getting through the prison was a nightmare, having died over and over (trying to deal with the controls, mostly). I didn't know how to equip, and it was near pitch black most of the time. Can't see a rat in the dark.
I finally managed to make it out of the prison before the Blade said, "Good luck out there." WTF?
I'm all alone??!! Don't leave me!.
Having no clue what the hell I was doing, I decided to go for a swim to this island with a structure on it. Better than nothing, I suppose. Then a crab, the size of Texas, came and got me. Dead again. Restarting, I try to swim to the island. Death by drowning (it took me forever to figure out how to swim). Again with reloading, I finally made it to the island only to be hacked to death (remember, I'm weaponless) by people who just hated me.
"Screw this game!", I thought. "People are insane to think this game is awesome."
I went online to educate myself, and with the new found knowledge, I deleted my saves, started anew, and went straight for the Khajit because it can see in the dark. Number of times I died after the restart: 0! Yep, the whole game and never died.
So,
of course, I'm going to do the same in Skyrim. Khajit: check. Bow: Check. Sneak: Oh, yeah. I'm ready, game! Bring it!
I've lost count the number of times I've died. I figured Bethesda finally said, "No more Mr. Nice Game. You people will earn your skills this time." Ouch. Tough lesson!

I didn't mind, though it was frustrating at times for the reload to finish. "Get me back there,
now. WTF? I'm restarting
here? Noooo!" (learnd to save again, that's for sure).
Of all my deaths, the two which remain the best come from Lydia. As I step close to an edge to get my bearings (and enjoy the site), she pushed me off the cliff. Awwwwwwwwwwwww hell no!
I still chuckle at the thought.