Sometimes, I tap out early and when Martin knows that I can go longer, he changes it up so I can last. After the ponytail upset me, the arms broke me so Martin had to improvise by roping my throat to the rack and my hands behind my back. No more elbows and no more hair to the ceiling, yet, I was STILL bothered. My body may have been relieved but my mind was still in the state of being broken and I was too far gone to bring myself down. I was only 10-minutes shy of an hour and I just couldn't do it!