As soon as Martin puts the weighted clover clamps on my nipples, I'm paralyzed. I minimize my every move and try very hard not to let the weights sway on the rings but every time I breathe, I feel them swinging back and forth. Now all I've got to do is make it to the end of the show. To make matters worse, Martin places the clock in front of the mirror for me to watch the time as it ticks by. Making the time pass as slow as possible.