Track and Field: I, the king of sprinting
61 Test again before the holidays

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In the track and field.

Yang Zhuo was dragging Lun Tai.

This was a strength training program.

It could increase explosive power and increase the stride length to a certain extent.

Although it was November and the sun wasn't too hot, Yang Zhuo was still sweating.

Tired.

From now on, he began to adjust his training plan.

According to the research of several coaches, they felt that they should make full use of Yang Zhuo's advantage in speed and endurance and try to maintain a high speed for a longer time.

In the past, it was 50 - 80 meters. Now, he had to try his best to reach 50 - 85 meters.

At the same time, he had to increase his explosive power in the first 30 meters.

Yang Zhuo's current characteristic was that he had a middle and late course ability that was completely higher than that of Asian athletes, and even comparable to that of black athletes.

However, his speed in the first 30 meters was worse than that of Asian sprinters.

Therefore, he needed specialized training.

The coaches didn't want him to do his best in the first 30 meters, but to improve his physical fitness in the first 30 meters.

The A and B standard for the 100m sprint of the Athens Olympics had been announced.

He also knew.

Although he could basically reach the standard of A, he was not excited at all.

10 seconds, 22 seconds, and the world's top standards were too far apart.

In the 2000 Olympics in Sydney, he won the 100m sprint in 9.87 seconds.

In the 1996 Atlanta Olympics, he won the 100m sprint in 9.84 seconds.

With Yang Zhuo's current strength, he couldn't even enter the second round.

Not to mention any breakthrough.

Therefore, he was very anxious.

He wanted to increase his strength faster.

Yang Zhuo knew that he wouldn't be able to win the championship when the Olympics came.

However, he had to make it to the 10-second mark.

He had to stand on the track of the 100m sprint final.

He definitely wouldn't be last!

This was the bottom line he had set for himself.

For this bottom line, he had to train harder now.

On the sidelines.

Li Qing and Yu Weili were talking about Yang Zhuo's test results.

[Net height: 182.8 cm]

[Weight: 75kg]

His body fat percentage had reached 11%.

The fast twitch muscle fiber ratio reached 76%, which was relatively high among Asians.

Although the number of red blood cells and hemoglobin in the blood was higher than that of ordinary athletes, it was still within a reasonable range.

In other words.

According to the data, there was nothing special inside Yang Zhuo's body.

He was a genuine Asian.

He had long limbs, long arms, and long legs.

Under such circumstances, Yang Zhuo's speed and endurance were so strong, which was unbelievable to Yu Weili.

At this moment.

Li Qing glanced at Yang Zhuo who was training on the field and slightly frowned,"There's something wrong with Yang Zhuo's condition.”

Yu Weili also looked over and asked in confusion,""What's wrong?"

"I can't say for sure, but compared to the previous two months, it feels a little different.”

"I'm afraid you've changed the venue and you're hallucinating.”

"Maybe."

Li Qing looked away and continued to discuss about the Athens Olympics.

The Olympic Games was the world's highest-level sports competition. In order to prevent low-level athletes from participating and affecting the overall level of the competition, the Organizing Committee for the Olympic Games set up a standard line.

They were the Olympic A and B standards for track and field events.

According to the rules, each national or regional Olympic committee could send up to three athletes who reached the A standard to participate in the track and field single event.

If there weren't enough athletes to meet the A-level standard of the Olympics, two athletes would participate in two, and one athlete would participate in one.

If no one reached the Olympic A standard, but someone reached the Olympic B standard, only one athlete could be sent to participate.

Yu Weili touched his bald head."Now that Yang Zhuo can run the A standard, we'll see if Haijian Chen can run the standard next year.”

Haijian Chen was a 100m sprinter selected for the national team this year.

His results were not bad. He won last year's national championship with a time of 10.25 seconds.

However…

Haijian Chen was seven years older than Zhuo Yang, but he couldn't even run in 10.2 seconds. It could be said that his potential was very small.

Therefore, Yu Weili's focus was still on Yang Zhuo.

At this moment.

Li Qing remembered something."Right, Old Yu, is Yang Zhuo going to take part in the 200m sprint?" His performance in the 200m sprint was also very good. In the last exchange meet, he ran close to the level of an athlete.”

"200 meters? Let's find a time to run and shoot first."

Then, Yu Weili added,"Yang Zhuo is still young. If he doesn't have extra strength, he shouldn't take on the 200m sprint. The 100m sprint is too important for China's track and field. Yang Zhuo is the only one who can make history.”

"Yes, I understand." Li Qing nodded.”

Yang Zhuo wasn't the person they cared about anymore.

He was someone that the entire Field Administration Center and even some leaders of the General Administration of Sports were paying attention to.

Many things could no longer be decided by the two of them.

The entire team needed to hold a meeting to decide.

In the morning.

After the training.

Yang Zhuo enjoyed the massage from the masseuse.

Relax your muscles, and you'll feel tired.

Originally, Beijing University wanted a masseuse, but before they could hire one, the field management center came to snatch her.

Therefore, it was Yang Zhuo's first time enjoying such treatment.

This was different from an ordinary massage parlor.

The masseuse would massage the athlete's tired and injured parts after high-intensity training.

This was very important.

Muscles massage could greatly increase the speed of recovery and prevent injuries.

In the afternoon.

Yang Zhuo was practicing his running.

He couldn't practice listening at Beijing University. After all, it was a school and the field was a public space.

However, it was different in the Field Management Center.

Training with the starting gun and the starting reactor was twice the result with half the effort.

"Pa!"

With a gunshot, Yang Zhuo rushed out and accelerated for 30 meters before he slowly stopped.

He came back to check on the reaction at the start of the race.

0.188。

It was still very bad.

"Don't be impatient," Li Qing consoled."You'll improve greatly in less than two months."”

Yang Zhuo nodded.

"Next, let's not listen to the gunshots and practice our reaction movements.”

......

Currently, there were no athletes from the national track and field team in the Beijing Track and Field Administration Center.

Because of the non-training time, they trained in their respective provincial teams.

Only Yang Zhuo didn't belong to the provincial team. He was very important, so he trained in the Field Management Center.

It had to be said.

The field management center had a good venue, complete equipment, and a strong logistics team.

Yang Zhuo trained here three days a week and felt that he had improved a lot in all aspects.

Although he had to travel between two places, he was still very happy.

......

Time flew by.

In the blink of an eye, two months had passed.

It was already winter break in Beijing.

Yang Zhuo didn't go home, but stayed in the Field Management Center to train.

After eating nutritious meals for more than two months, his net height had grown from 182.8 to 183.6.

By measuring his bone age, his height had been determined.

It wouldn't grow any longer.

His weight had reached 77kg, and his body fat percentage was 10.3%.

He was already at the level of a top sprinter in China.

As for the results.

There was no test.

Other than the test on the day he entered the national team, he had not tested again for more than two months.

This was what the coaching team had requested.

Because sprinting was an event that was difficult to improve, it was impossible to improve every day.

If he were to take the test every day and the results did not improve, he would become impatient, disappointed, and even lose confidence.

Therefore, they would not conduct frequent tests.

But today was different.

It was almost the New Year, and Yang Zhuo was going home for the holidays.

Before going home, he had to take a test.

At the starting line.

Yang Zhuo moved his wrists and ankles, eager to try.

The results of nearly three months of training would soon be revealed.

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