Sakura was training her chakra enhanced strength, she was intelligent and her ninjustu and genjustu was pretty good, maybe a bit above average

Sakura mind: (I won't fall behind Sasuke and Naruto, I won't be that weak girl everyone bash because I finally have strength. I'm not blind and as immature as before.) she smirks to herself

Sakura smirked, proud that she's come this far, people overlooked and forgot about her over some immature things and the fact she wasn't strong at first, but the got to see her develop

Sakura slammed her fist into the wooden training post again, her body sore and tired. Sweat dripped down her forehead as she gritted her teeth, determined to keep going.

"One more... one more!" she muttered to herself, her face set with unwavering focus. She was tired of feeling weak. Tired of being left behind.

She had spent hours practicing, trying to improve her strength and chakra control, knowing she had a long way to go before she could match Naruto or Sasuke. But she wasn't about to give up. Not this time.

With a deep breath, she gathered all her chakra and launched another punch, her fist hitting the post with a force that surprised her. It wasn’t perfect, but it was stronger than before. And that was enough for now.

"I’ll catch up," she said quietly, her voice filled with quiet resolve.