Following in Bolt's footsteps

Chapter 208 Work hard, Lyles

Chapter 208 Work hard, Lyles
It was already 2 o'clock in the morning in Yanjing, China, but Su Bingtian still didn't sleep. At 0 o'clock, he pulled Xie Zhenye, Wu Zhiqiang and others into his dormitory to watch the Doha Diamond League broadcast on CCTV Sports Channel.

"The race begins! Wu Ziyi's start is very crisp! He is in the lead in the first 30 meters!"

"Ogunode and Sibini are chasing behind, Wu Ziyi is still accelerating, and the gap further widens! Sprint! The final line! 9 seconds 87!"

"A very big advantage. Wu Ziyi won the men's 2017m championship in the [-] Diamond League Doha Station with his excellent performance!"

"Tiantian, what do you think?"

"What do you think? I'll lie down and watch."

Wu Zhiqiang stroked his small cut head, "Tsk tsk tsk, 9 seconds 86, 1.2 against the wind, this shot would have run in 9 seconds 8 if the wind was right?"

Tang Xingqiang was still expressionless, staring at the figure on the TV intently.

好强啊,9秒86、9秒83,还有奥运会上战胜博尔特的19秒59,布鲁塞尔的19秒51,这真的是中国人能跑出来的吗?

Su Bingtian looked up at the clock, and the hour hand had already pointed to 2 o'clock, so he quickly got up and urged, "Okay, okay, go to bed quickly, it's so late, and you have to train tomorrow."

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Mildew Country, Florida, in an indoor gym with extremely advanced equipment.

A slender black man is holding a dumbbell in each hand, setting up his forward strides for arm swing training. The frequency of the arm swing perfectly coincides with the "See you again" playing on the mobile phone beside him.

"Huchi——huchi—" After the chorus, he finally let go of the dumbbell in his hand, rubbed his sore arms and sat aside.

"Sir, this is really exhausting, let me rest for a while." Noah Lyles gasped and said to the white coach whose hair was almost completely white beside him.

Lance Brauman smiled and said: "You really need to rest, but today's strength training is not over, and the strength training of the legs has not been done."

"Dun Dun Dun——" Lyles fed himself half a bottle of water, "Sir, I think my leg strength is enough, and it will definitely allow me to perform well in the Chinese Demons next week. Believe me, I am a genius, I will definitely be able to run under 20 seconds!"

In fact, Lyles suffered from asthma since childhood and was not suitable for running.His father, Kevin Lyles, and mother, Keisha Kane, were both members of the track team at Seton Hall University in the United States, and his younger brother Josephs Lyles also participated in track and field.Plagued by illness, Lyles didn't start learning sprinting until he was 12 years old.

Asthma forced little Lyles to live a split life between school and family, sometimes spending days in the hospital, receiving treatment on a ventilator.In order to enrich life and increase opportunities to express himself, Lyles picked up a brush and started painting.Under the influence of the artistic atmosphere, he fell in love with dancing.Until now, whenever he wins a game, he always shows some popular dance moves in front of the audience.

Lyles' health began to improve when he was 6 years old.Since then, he has played basketball and baseball, practiced gymnastics and swimming, and sometimes played football.Until the age of twelve or thirteen, he fell in love with track and field, and started to touch sprinting in the eighth grade.Once, the younger brother Josephs saw his father giving a sprint lesson to the children, and immediately said: "These children can't run fast." The father said: "Then you try!" As a result, the two brothers beat all the teenagers present.Since then, Lyles has received 8-meter and 100-meter training.

During sprint training, Lyles gradually overcame the effects of his asthma.He often put his inhalers aside when competing or training, and took months off when he got sick.Later, under the careful treatment of a chiropractor, his asthma seldom recurs.

If Wu Ziyi hadn't appeared, he would have been the 2014m champion in the 200nd Youth Olympic Games in [-].

In 2016, Lyles participated in the Rio Olympics in the mold country. He narrowly missed the 200-meter trials, but his performance attracted the attention of the media and sporting goods companies. On July 7, Lyles revealed to the media that he and his younger brother Josephs became professional athletes signed by Adidas.

"You're a genius, Lyles, but just running under 20 seconds isn't enough."

A muscular black man with beards walked in and handed Lyles his cell phone.

"What's this?" Lyles took the phone and read the text on the screen word by word: "Diamond League Doha station, Wu Ziyi set the world's best time of 9 seconds 86 this year. Xie Te! -1.2 meters per The wind speed in seconds?"

Lance Brauman also came over, looked at the information in the news, nodded and praised: "The level of this shot even surpassed the one he shot in the [-]-meter final of the Rio Olympics last year. It's really surprising. He was able to play at such a good level in the first leg of the season."

Tyson Gay took back his cell phone, sat across from Lyles, and taught earnestly: "He is only 8 months older than you, but he has become the top athlete in the world. He was in Brussels last year. The 19 seconds he ran put him directly in the fourth position in history. Only Michael Johnson, Yohan Blake and Usain Bolt were left in front of him. Lyles, just ran into 51, is not enough”

Lyles obediently turned off the external music when Tyson Gay was talking, and he always respected his "big brother".

Lance Brauman touched Lyles's almost shaved head and said with a smile: "The reason why Guy said that is not to put pressure on you. It won’t disrupt the training plan I set for you. But Guy is right, your current training is indeed not enough, and we also need to take better care of your legs.”

"If you run faster and faster every time you race, you need your leg muscles to be able to bear the load you need. Because you run faster, you need more explosive power, and you need more muscles to go faster. If Muscles aren't strong enough to take that load, and you're going to get injured."

"The goal set for you this year is to qualify for this year's World Championships in London. I believe you can do it. You will do it, don't you, Lyles?"

Lyles grinned his big mouth and said confidently: "I assure you, sir, I will already run into the World Championships. And I can't wait to fight Uzi."

Lyles stood up, shook his sore arms, "Come on, let's start the leg training, what shall we practice next?"

"Next, train your tibialis anterior muscle first. It can protect your calf bone well"

Tyson Gay continued to watch the hard-working Lyles from the sidelines. He was sure of the talent of this young man. Maybe he would be able to surpass himself in the 200-meter event in a short time. He is the hope of the sprint in the future. one.

Work hard, Lyles, what you will face in the future is someone who even Bolt admires.

 Hurry up, hurry up, finally coded out before the early morning
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(End of this chapter)

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