Chapter 192: Take the Lead (1/2)
Chapter 192: Take the Lead
Translator: Nyoi-Bo StudioEditor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
On the first day of training, Dai Li taught Yue Zhao a lesson, which worked out extremely well. Yue Zhao learned that Dai Li had some true ability, so, in the following training session, he firmly implemented Dai Li's plan.
Training effectiveness depended not only on the coach's plans, but the athlete's implementation of those plans as well. No matter how perfect a coach's plan was, if the athlete didn't follow it, the plan would mean nothing.
From Feixiang Lin, to the shot put team, and now to Sijie Yang, Dai Li had met multiple athletes who trained in passively. Because of this, Dai Li had astonished Yue Zhao in the very beginning in an effort to impress and convince Zhao of his ability. As Dai Li had expected, the results were being shown on the track.
The first phase of the Asian Training Camp only lasted twenty days. During that time, athletes would have fierce competitions. As for the coaches that had been drafted from provincial teams, they were competing as well. Coaches at the primary level hoped to get noticed by the national team, and eventually be recruited. Even though they could not stay with the national team, as long as their abilities were showcased to the team and were accepted into the next phase of training camp, they still would have accomplished something.
Meanwhile, the national team was also observing both the athletes and the coaches. As time went by, training moved to more advanced levels, and the gaps between those who were good and those who were great gradually appeared.
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Whoosh!
Yue Zhao rushed cross the finishing line. Dai Li stopped the electronic timer in his hand.
”20.73 seconds. This is a manual timing mark. If we had used an auto-timer instead, which adds 0.24 seconds, your performance would still be less than 21 seconds,” Dai Li said, ”Since correcting the swing of your upper and lower forearms, your performance has improved significantly. Now you can run regularly finish in under 21 seconds.”
For a 200m sprinter, the qualifying standard for National Sports Masters was 21.35 seconds. Normally, National Sports Masters were capable of going to the final round of the national athletics grand prix. Any score under 21 seconds would be enough to get a 200m sprinting championship in national level games.
Hearing that he had done well, Yue Zhao smiled. But Dai Li threw cold water on him, saying, ”Don't think you can start taking it easy; you still shrugged your shoulders during your running. You must correct that behavior!”
”Understood. I will try not to do that again,” Yue Zhao nodded. He then sighed with emotion. ”I feel like I'm best suited for the 200m sprint.”
”You have good control over your frequency and stride. The 200m sprint does fit you. If I had met you earlier, I would have let you try the 400m,” said Dai Li.
”Forget about the 400m; it's running technique requirements are too high.” Yue Zhao looked around, then said, ”In the 200m, if I'm under 21 seconds, I can stay in the first phase, right?”
”Don't relax; the better your time, the slower you improve. If you want to go to the Asian Games, you have to amaze everyone,” Dai Li said with helplessness, ”You aren't even on the national team's radar.”
Yue Zhao lapsed into silence. He knew what Dai Li meant. The qualifying standard for Yue Zhao to be admitted to the Asian Games was higher than the other athletes. He was not an original team member, but had been called up from the basic level.