Today was Sunny's cardio though, and she was sweating. Her endurance was superb, she had that going for her. A speedy style forced that. But a little more cardio never hurt, especially in her more intimate match ups. She prided herself in outlasting most women, and she was swinging her jump rope as she kept skipping, her mind having wandered from counting a long time ago, instead checking out other girls in the gym, considering what she was going to have for dinner, trying to remember that thing she was going to do that she knew she was going to do today but has spent the whole day trying to remember it.
Needless to say, Sunny Soule was in the zone. It wasn't certain what kind zone that actually was, but at the very least, it would work for the breezy Hawaiian.
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