“come on, move your hips towards the goal so your kicks become faster right now.” Would caro say loudly as she would sit on chair next to the patted area. She would wear a black tracking suit, with her hair bound together behind her head to a pony tail. The mature woman would take a big sip out of her bottle as she watched a very sweaty and heavy breathing samus on the mats, bouncing back and forth throwing heavy kicks at a sand sack hanging from the ceiling. With each kick the sandbag would swing to the side and jump upwards, only to fall back down onto the chain making a loud sound. THe blond heavyweight was wearing a pair of light blue sport bra and hotpants sport shorts. Her whole body was shaking and even steam was rising up form her skin as she was trying her best and pushing her limits. She let her arrogance get the better of her and now she paid for that in her title match with Aliana… not again… NEVER AGAIN!
The blond would suddenly hear her mom call her over. “good short break!” samus would lower her fists and turned around. In just that moment her mom threw a towel at her, that samus just caught in the last moment. She would take half a step back and catch it midair… she was still to focused on working the bag to relax. Slowly she began to rub the towel over her skin as she walked ot the side of the mats. “pretty empty today here…” would Caro say, to which Samus just nodded to.