I already have been, to be honest. I've been doing at least an hour every other day since I recovered from Father's Day.

[Which took a few days before she stopped hurting completely, but she'd actually managed to keep up for nearly eight hours with only a couple of short breaks in between. At the end of it, her body had just given out and decided it couldn't take any more punishment for the day.]

I only promised an hour every other day so Dad wouldn't decide to train me the way he used to train Trunks. I still wanted to have plenty of time for friends and my hobbies.

[Although at least half of her friends like meeting up for sparring types of things anyway.]