In the track and field.
Yang Zhuo was doing speeding training.
This kind of training was done through external means to make the athlete reach a speed that was beyond his own ability.
It allowed the nerves and muscle tissues to adapt to the contraction frequency at a higher speed, breaking the original upper limit.
In the past, Yang Zhuo's training method was mainly downhill running and downwind running.
Today, Li Qing changed it to a traction run.
The so-called traction running, as the name implied, was to use external forces to pull.
At this moment.
Yang Zhuo was tied with a five-meter-long rubber belt. There was a motorcycle in front of him. Li Qing sat in the back seat, facing Yang Zhuo, holding the other end of the rubber belt in his hand.
"Begin."
As soon as Li Qing finished speaking, the driver started the motorcycle.
Speed up.
Soon, the speed of the motorcycle surpassed Yang Zhuo's maximum running speed.
His stride frequency was forced to increase as well.
At this time, the most important thing was to maintain a normal running posture. The stride length could not be reduced, or the training would be meaningless.
When they were about to reach the end of the track, Li Qing let go of the rubber belt in his hand.
Yang Zhuo also slowed down.
A moment later.
"How do you feel?" Li Qing walked over.”
"Not bad, a little faster than running downhill.”
Downslope training had a drawback, which was that the center of gravity was lowered, and the running posture was not exactly the same as the normal track.
On the other hand, traction running was a normal running posture on the track.
His center of gravity did not change, and his movements were also normal.
It was easier to improve this way.
Of course.
This kind of training method had a certain degree of danger.
It had to be a good field, a skilled motorbike driver, and a coach watching over him, ready to release the rubber belt at any time.
"Alright, then we'll use this method to train during this period of time.”
"Yes."
Although it was September now.
However, the temperature was still very high.
Especially under the sun.
Yang Zhuo had to wear a sun hat during training. Although it was a bit uncomfortable, it was better than burning his scalp.
After the traction training, he would run downhill and then run on the wheels with weights.
Try not to train in the same way all the time.
Intertwined.
Otherwise, it would easily cause muscle fatigue and mental boredom.
However, no matter how he changed the method.
They were all very tired.
On the sidelines, under the shade.
Li Qing brought over a few pieces of watermelon.”
"Thank you."
Yang Zhuo picked it up and started eating.
Sweet to the heart.
Unfortunately, it wasn't ice.
It wasn't that he didn't have the conditions, but that it wasn't good to eat ice, especially after a lot of exercise.
"Coach, can I try running the 200m in the Asian Championship?”
Yang Zhuo had always wanted to take part in the 200m sprint.
He had mentioned it to the coach not long after he joined the national team.
He felt that he was not weak in the 200m sprint.
"I can't."
Li Qing refused without thinking.
Yang Zhuo was speechless.
Li Qing picked up a piece of watermelon and said as he ate,""Don't always think about the 200m sprint. It's not that you can't, but your body and techniques are not mature enough. So, for the time being, you should focus on improving the 100m sprint.”
After saying that, he added,"When you break the world record for the 100m sprint, you can also do the 200m sprint.”
Yang Zhuo thought for a while, then took a bite of the watermelon."I will."
The current world record for the men's 100m sprint was no longer Morris Green's 9.79 seconds.
Instead, it was his countryman, the record of 9.78 seconds that was set by his countryman, Montgomerie.
Yang Zhuo's personal best time was 10.03 seconds, a difference of 0.25 seconds.
It didn't seem big.
It was actually incomparably huge.
Because at this stage, every 0.1 seconds was like a towering mountain.
It was very difficult to climb over.
Yang Zhuo's current target was to break 10.
He broke the Asian record and the Asian record.
Slap those 'experts'.
10 seconds was a natural chasm?
Asians can't run for 10 seconds?
Nonsense.
Once he reached the 10-second mark, Yang Zhuo's next big goal would be the world record.
......
In the evening.
"You cried and told me that
fairy tales were all lies, and
I couldn't be ~ I'm your prince
, maybe you wouldn't understand. Ever
since you said you loved me
, my sky ~ the stars have lit up
…"
Yang Zhuo was lying on the lawn, looking at the sky and singing.
"Xiao Zhuo, I discovered that you have the talent to sing.”
Before he finished speaking, Li Qing walked over and sat down beside him. He asked,"What song is this? It's quite nice!"
Yang Zhuo sat up and was about to answer, but he was stunned.
It was only 2003, and this song had yet to be released.
"I wrote it myself.”
He could only say that.
Otherwise, there would be no explanation.
This time, Li Qing was shocked.""You can also write songs to suppress your ability?"
"An amateur singer.”
Yang Zhuo said casually.
But this was not a lie.
In his previous life, he was indeed an amateur singer.
He knew a little about vocal techniques, breathing techniques, resonance, and so on.
He could even play the guitar.
When she was in university, she even won first place in the campus singing competition.
However…
Ever since he was reborn in this life, he had put all his attention on training.
He only hummed occasionally.
Now that he thought about it, it seemed that he had to pick up this hobby.
Training was too tiring.
After training, he would always find something to do.
To relieve the boredom.
Moreover…
Yang Zhuo still needed a longer time to train because he hadn't laid a good foundation yet.
In another two years, when his body and techniques had fully matured, the training time would be greatly shortened.
Many people felt that athletes had to train for a long time every day to achieve results.
This wasn't completely correct.
Athletes who had entered the mature stage didn't train for a long time every day.
Europe and the United States once conducted a survey on the training time of professional athletes. The conclusion was that most professional athletes usually trained for about two hours.
For example, Bolt only trained for two hours after he entered his mature stage.
Only when they were preparing for large-scale competitions would they undergo high-intensity training.
This was a normal situation.
Otherwise, as people imagined, athletes had to train hard every day.
His body had long been crippled.
Moreover…
A large amount of training did not mean that the quality was good.
What was important was muscle relaxation and recovery, adequate sleep time, and a healthy and nutritious diet.
Top athletes slept an average of nine to ten hours.
This was because sleep had a critical impact on the training effect and physical condition.
Therefore…
After Yang Zhuo entered the mature stage, he couldn't stay in the training ground all day.
Unless they were preparing for the World Competition, they would only train for two hours a day.
The rest of the time was to rest and relax.
At this time, he had to find something to do.
What could he do?
They played games, listened to music, read books, and so on.
Therefore, Yang Zhuo decided to pick up his hobby.
When she had nothing to do, she would sing.
On the lawn.
"Do you know why I'm here?" Li Qing asked.”
"What is it?"
"Central TV will be following you for two days.”
"Ah?"
Yang Zhuo looked at him in confusion.”
"Filming some material to prepare for a documentary in the future. Of course, the premise is that you succeed. Otherwise, these materials will be useless and will never be shown on television.”
Li Qing said very clearly.
Yang Zhuo nodded.
The men's 100m sprint was the most important and eye-catching event in track and field.
He was the most talented and promising athlete in China.
It was normal for Central TV to film ahead of time.
If Yang Zhuo won the Olympics, CCTV would make a documentary about him.
If the results were not good, the materials would be left in the warehouse to eat dust.
"Coach, did Brother Xiang shoot it before?”
"Of course."
Li Qing nodded."Before you appeared, he was the greatest hope of China's track and field."”
"Oh, so be it. I don't have anything to hide.”
"I'm going out for a while." Yang Zhuo stood up.”
"What are you going to do?"
"Didn't you say that I sang well? In the future, I'll change careers and become a singer."
Yang Zhuo joked.
Li Qing was speechless.
"Haha!"
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