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Sweating with Suddora Pink Ribbon Sweatbands

I have been compensated in the form of a gift card/money/coupon and/or received the product/service at a reduced price or for free. All opinions expressed are mine and honest in nature.

As you know, I love to sweat, #WillRun4IceCream, and I do like all things cute and functional. So when I had the chance to try the Suddora Pink Ribbon Sweatbands, I was happy to give them a try.


First I love the color. Although I am known for my neon when it comes to working out, I also am a fan of pink. Second, I have friends who have battled breast cancer, or friends who have loved ones who battled breast cancer, so these sweatbands invoked memories for me. 

Quality: They are 80% Cotton, 12% Spandex & 8% Nylon. I found them very soft and comfortable. And to be honest, I thought the headband would slip when I ran. Hey, most of them do. So I was really surprised when this one stayed put. Yep.... for real. 



And the wristband was great at wiping away sweat. And it also stayed put and didn't slip. 



Overall, I was pleased with these sweatbands. I'll have to hide these from Lil Man, or buy him his own pair because he's going to love them. And then I will never find them again. 

And just an FYI, bulk discounts are available for organizations looking to buy for their members. You can check out Suddora Sweatband collections here


I received one or more of the products mentioned above for free using Tomoson.com. Regardless, I only recommend products or services I use personally and believe will be good for my readers.


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