Any time my hands are tied above my head and hoisted to the ceiling, I know at one point, I’ll end up on my tiptoes. While I’m tied in place, Martin puts a punishing crotch rope on me and warms me up with our new rattan cane before taking my foot and tying it to the ceiling. Left to balance myself on one foot.
Information
Would you like to leave your comment? Please Login to your account to leave comments. Don't have an account? You can create a free account now.
