Athletics: I, the King of Sprinting

Looking at the length of the legs and arms, Zhao Guofu liked it more and more.

It was made for sprinting.

Seeing this, he turned his head and asked Wang Jie: "Mr. Wang, how does Yang Zhuo train in school?"

"It's mainly some basic training. Our school is a cinder track, and the equipment is only barbells and dumbbells, so the training items are limited."

Zhao Guofu became angry when he heard this.

"Waste! Waste! Isn't your school willing to buy it?"

Wang Jie:

This old man, it's easy to say, you pay?

"Ugh."

Zhao Guofu sighed, and continued: "I watched the internal selection video. This kid's strength, coordination, and flexibility are not good. Practice a fart!"

Wang Jie:

With what he said, Yang Zhuo seemed to be useless.

But she couldn't argue with that either.

This is true when compared to professional athletes.

At this time, Zhao Guofu murmured again: "It would be fine if you give me a year, even half a year."

He really thinks that Yang Zhuo is a man who can be made.

tired.

This is Yang Zhuo's greatest feeling now.

At first, he felt that 6000 meters would not be too much of a challenge for him, but now he found that it was not as easy as he thought.

The two legs seemed to be filled with lead, and it took a lot of effort to lift them up every time.

That's not the point.

The key is the 5 teammates, all TM are from the sports school, and they have at least two years of professional training, their physical fitness and endurance are not comparable to him.

These 5 people always maintain a rhythm without slowing down.

Yang Zhuo was able to keep up at the beginning, barely followed by lap 5, and couldn't keep up at all by lap 10.

Just run at your own pace.

His throat was hot and his brain was buzzing.

Slower and slower.

But he showed no sign of stopping.

Zhao Guofu wanted to show him off, but he refused to let the old man do what he wanted.

sidelines.

Wang Jie said distressedly: "Coach Zhao, it's been 12 laps, it's almost the same."

"You have no confidence in him?"

Zhao Guofu was happy, and continued: "This kid's physical strength has been exhausted long ago, so he just held on and competed with me. Very good, I like this."

After finishing speaking, he added: "I'll make arrangements later, and give this kid a nutritious meal in the future."

Hearing this, Wang Jie was overjoyed.

Nutritious meal is a professional package for athletes. Although the taste is not good, it is good for the body.

on the runway.

Yang Zhuo had just started the 14th lap, and the others had already finished running and rested on the sidelines.

Although they are sports school students, it doesn't mean how easy it is to run down 15 laps.

Everyone is exhausted.

Cui Hao panted heavily and looked at Yang Zhuo.

Although Yang Zhuo was overtaken a full circle, he didn't mean to look down on him at all.

On the contrary, I admire it very much.

My physical strength has long been exhausted, and I can still hold on until now.

If it were him, he would have already got down.

scene.

Zhao Guofu's expression became serious: "This kid's physical fitness is not good, but his endurance is beyond my expectation."

Wang Jie said with a little pride: "He is very persevering in the first place, and he is not someone who will give up easily. I will run with me on the last lap."

After finishing speaking, she ran to Yang Zhuo.

on the track.

At the moment, there are only two people, a man and a woman.

Wang Jie was on the side, following Yang Zhuo's rhythm: "It's the last half circle, come on!"

Yang Zhuo didn't respond because he was hurting every breath now.

Throat burning pain.

The sweat no longer dripped, but trickled down, and the entire T-shirt was soaked.

The arm swing action is completely deformed and cannot swing.

"There are still 100 meters left!"

"Come on!"

Wang Jie kept encouraging.

finish line.

The moment Yang Zhuo stepped over, he fell to the ground with a plop.

Not really.

This is the first time in my life that I don't want to move at all.

I didn't even have the energy to open my eyes.

"Are you all right?"

Wang Jie pulled him up: "You can't lie down, walk slowly for a while."

After high-intensity exercise, it is best to avoid squatting or lying down immediately.

It will cause great harm to the body.

Yang Zhuo stood up wheezing, and cursed in a low voice: "This old man is really not human!"

"Pfft hahaha."

Wang Jie couldn't help laughing out loud: "You still have the strength to swear, it seems that there is no problem."

Yang Zhuo gasped: "He wants to see my jokes, I won't give him this chance."

"Well, you're the best!"

After speaking, Wang Jie helped him to move forward.

Chapter 30 Uncompromising

Yang Zhuo has truly experienced the amount of training a professional athlete needs.

It's not the same feeling as fitness.

After running 15 laps and resting for less than half an hour, the old man Zhao Guofu began to torture Yang Zhuo again.

Run on a slope to practice leg strength.

That is, there is a 50-meter-long slope in the training ground, 45 degrees.

Yang Zhuo and the others ran from below to above, and then down.

run at full speed.

Five back and forth.

After running, Yang Zhuo vomited directly.

Because after the 6000-meter run, the physical strength did not recover at all, so this kind of high-intensity training was carried out again.

The few students in the sports school are very reluctant, and Yang Zhuo has the worst foundation, which is even more unbearable.

After holding back the run, my whole stomach was overwhelmed, and then I vomited.

Zhao Guofu looked at him cheerfully: "You managed to finish the run, you are better than I imagined."

"Thank you coach for cultivation."

"You're welcome, everything should be done."

Zhao Guofu smiled like an old fox, and continued: "Take a break for half an hour, and practice exercises later."

Although he was a bit ruthless, he was also measured.

Know it step by step.

So let's take it easy and practice the movements.

Yang Zhuo also breathed a sigh of relief.

If he really stepped up his strength, he didn't know if he could hold on.

on the runway.

Zhao Guofu first asked Yang Zhuo to run for [-] meters to observe his technical movements.

Then he frowned.