Sophie had never been on a real cruise before either, unless one counted sailing down to Cabo on a rented yacht with her friends. But an actual cruise ship? No. The room had been gorgeous, and after helping with the unpacking (which mostly involved showing Sarah where things should go and hanging a few dresses), she decided to head up to the sports deck for a bit of a run. Sure, she was in great shape and a lot of it was natural, but she'd heard horror stories of people who went on cruises and gained two whole pounds. If she did that, her career was over. So she'd be careful to regularly work out, and what better time to start than now? She sent Sarah ahead to set up a few spa appointments for when she was finished, then gave them both a few hours off. After all, everyone was probably still unpacking down in steerage or whatever they called the lower decks, and who'd be up on the sports deck already? It wouldn't be crowded, and she doubted she'd need protection until later in the evening or at events.
Giving Sarah custody of Lola, Sophie slid into a pair of short spandex running shorts and a tight-fitting tank, lacing up her sneakers and pulling her hair back into a cute little ponytail. She still had to look good, after all; no telling when fans would stop by or paparazzi would try for a shot of her looking raggedy. She checked her makeup and grabbed a bottle of water, then headed up to the next deck to stretch.