Athletics: I, the King of Sprinting

The reason why I came to the training ground so early today was to see his condition.

The impact of the Olympic Games is too great.

For more than a month, Yang Zhuo has been on the go. Every day he faces interviews, recording programs, filming commercials, and participating in various activities.

This is a hidden danger.

Many people are worried that this will have a big impact on Yang Zhuo.

The same goes for Li Qing.

But seeing Yang Zhuo's state now, he was completely relieved.

Yang Zhuo is still Yang Zhuo.

Maybe he was affected some time ago, but it didn't change him.

The goal has not changed, the pursuit has not changed.

After a few minutes.

Yang Zhuo slowed down slowly, and came to the sideline panting heavily: "It's so comfortable to run for a while!"

"right."

Li Qing smiled and handed over the mineral water: "I was worried that you wouldn't get used to it."

"How can it be? I only broke the world record 4 times. It's not enough! Bolt can't give up. If I don't train well, he will definitely take my record away!"

Yang Zhuo never really felt that his position was secure now.

In the previous life, Bolt's best time was 9 seconds, and this life may be even better.

next year.

Next year's World Championships, the two of them still have a battle.

Seeing the fighting spirit in Yang Zhuo's eyes, Li Qing nodded with satisfaction: "Go back and wash up, it's time for breakfast."

"Ah."

After breakfast, Yang Zhuo started normal training.

Practice strength in the morning and technical movements in the afternoon.

Speaking of which, his training time shouldn't be that long.

However, his physical condition has dropped a lot over the past month, and he must make up for it in this way.

After a period of time, slowly return the training volume to the normal level.

in the afternoon.

Track field.

Yang Zhuo squatted down in front of the starting line and took a good starting position.

With both feet on the pedals, the muscles are tensed like bowstrings.

Li Qing raised the starting gun and pulled the trigger.

"Snapped!"

The moment the gunshot rang out, Yang Zhuo rushed forward like a tiger out of its cage.

Still an explosive start.

After the Olympics are exposed, there is no need to hide it anymore.

This will be the case for major competitions in the future.

"Puff puff."

After a few steps, Yang Zhuo's body leaned forward less and less, and after 30 meters, he began to raise his head.

The speed of the twisted legs reached its peak and began to slowly decline.

At the same time, stride length begins to increase.

100 meter sprint.

Both the stride frequency and stride length are not fixed and are constantly changing.

After the stride frequency reaches its peak, it slowly decreases, and the stride length reaches the highest level. After that, the stride frequency will increase slightly, and the stride length will decrease, and then it will reverse again.

In short, the purpose is to ensure that the overall speed does not drop too much.

Especially the back end.

This is the field of top experts, Yang Zhuo can't be left behind.

Take the Olympic finals, for example.

Bolt's backcourt is very strong.

According to the team's statistics, his final 30-meter performance:

7080 meters: 0.82 seconds

8090 meters: 0.83 seconds

90100 meters: 0.83 seconds

And Yang Zhuo is slightly worse than him:

7080 meters: 0.83 seconds

8090 meters: 0.84 seconds

90100 meters: 0.84 seconds

Both of them were extremely stable in their retreat, with only a slight drop in speed.

But the absolute value of Bolt's speed is higher than that of Yang Zhuo.

Therefore, just this late course allowed him to pull back the gap of 0.03 seconds.

To be honest, Yang Zhuo might have lost to him if he didn't have a big advantage in future.

This is also the direction Yang Zhuo wants to improve in the future.

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The speed of the last 30 meters needs to be increased.

In addition, the first 30 meters must also be improved.

Only in this way can we run into 9 seconds 6 and continue to improve the record.

"Puff puff puff."

Yang Zhuo rushed across the finish line quickly, but did not slow down, but continued to run for 50 meters.

I took the opportunity to run a group of ultra-distance runs.

end point.

The assistant coach glanced at the score on the timer.

9 seconds 81.

well.

When Yang Zhuo came back, he frowned when he saw the results.

I tried my best, but it was 9 seconds slower than the Olympic time of 61 seconds.

It seems that during this period of time, the physical condition has indeed declined a lot.

So, on the first day of the test, the results were so different.

At this time, Li Qing also came over, a little surprised after seeing the results.

I don't think it's particularly bad.

On the contrary, it was beyond his expectation. He thought it might be worse before.

It's not bad to be able to run around 9 seconds 9.

After all, the impact of more than a month has been quite large.

"Not bad! Didn't drop too much."

Li Qing happily patted Yang Zhuo's shoulder: "With your state, you can fully adjust in less than two weeks."

"Ah."

Yang Zhuo nodded: "Continue training!"

evening.

When Yang Zhuo came home, An Yufei was reading in the living room.

She will be graduating next year, and she is starting to prepare her graduation thesis now.

I have lived here all this time, and it is very convenient to go to and from school.

Hearing the movement from the door, An Yufei turned her head to look over, and was overjoyed: "You're back!"

After speaking, he stood up and greeted him.

Yang Zhuo showed a smile on his face, and took her into his arms: "The scene you read just now is like a painting, beautiful."

"rhetoric."

An Yufei gave him a coquettish look, and then pulled him to sit on the sofa: "Are you tired, I'll rub your shoulders."

After finishing speaking, she ran behind the sofa and gave Yang Zhuo a pinch obediently.

After a few strokes, Yang Zhuo grabbed her hand: "Don't press it, you come here and let me hold it for a while, it's more useful than anything else."

"Bah, that's a good idea!"

An Yufei struggled to get away, ran back to the sofa and sat down.

"hey-hey!"

Yang Zhuo smiled meanly, and then took her into his arms: "Qi Qian, what did Auntie think about what I said earlier?"