Chapter 12: Running to Spit Out
"Whirring ......"
Fuji Zheng was bending her chest and abdomen, panting heavily, she looked at Youyun who was already waiting for You Yun with a smile next to the finish line, resisted the urge to lie down, and rested with her hands on her knees.
Two weeks have passed, and except for the first few days, Fujimasa March has quickly adapted to the intensity of Yuyun's training.
But whenever she recalls the scene from that day, she can't help but blush.
While training for speed endurance running, she successfully trained until she threw up......
In fact, the training content of speed endurance running is very simple, that is, You Yun holds a stopwatch to mark the time, and Fujimasa march needs to sprint 200m each time and sprint 20 times in a row.
It is required that the time should be less than 13 seconds each time, and if the time is exceeded, it will not be counted, and the end of the run is 10 times. After each finish line, walk back to the starting point, taking a break before restarting the sprint...... Walk back to the starting point and reciprocate.
Fujimasa's march didn't pay attention to it at first, but it was only 13 seconds, and she could do it casually at this stage.
This is indeed the case, and the first few times in the Fujimasa March, the speed even exceeded 12 seconds.
But after five consecutive rushes, she began to be unable to run, her breathing was very wheezing, and her feet seemed to be filled with lead.
This kind of extreme speed sprint, at the beginning, the body has reserve physical energy, and the strength is still within the tolerance range of muscle tolerance, so it will not be difficult.
But the more you run to the back, every time you run, you can hardly breathe, and this kind of continuous sprint, the lactic acid accumulated by the body does not have time to be eliminated, and the fatigue will become stronger and stronger.
As the speed of each trip became slower and slower, the time it took to walk back to the starting point gradually became longer, and slowly, even 13 seconds could not be reached...... Her slowest was even more than 16 seconds.
Under repeated torture, Fujimasa's march took at least 10 more runs before it was barely completed. After running, she collapsed directly on the ground, and she didn't even have the strength to move her fingers.
Lying down after strenuous exercise is taboo, it is easy to cause a decrease in the amount of blood returning to the heart, a decrease in cardiac output, dizziness, blackness in front of the eyes and other symptoms, and in severe cases, it will lead to shock, which is very harmful to body functions
Knowing this, You Yun ran over and helped her up strongly, and Fuji Zheng marched to paralyze his body on You Yun.
"It's okay, Fujimasa." You Yun asked, holding her up.
Fuji Zheng marched to You Yun's face with a heavy pant: "It's okay, trainer, I just didn't expect the training volume to be so large, and I didn't prepare for it for a while......"
As soon as Fuji Zheng finished speaking, he heard You Yun say demonic words: "That's good, hurry up and rest, and later do 100-meter speed endurance training and sprint 10 times." ”
Then, when Fujimasa marched to the third 100 meters, he finally couldn't help but vomit.
Fujimasa marched as if his legs were not his own, and he couldn't move at all, his lungs seemed to be burning, and his throat hurt with every breath.
Sweat seeped from his forehead, sliding down his cheeks and hair, and the back of his neck was wet, and his tail could no longer shake it.
She felt that she had been training harshly since she was a child, but she didn't expect You Yun to vomit on the first day.
This actually proves that her training intensity was far from up to par before.
Since she was a child, she has only trained herself, and coupled with amateur trainers, she has almost no professional training, which leads to her not being able to do it as soon as You Yun reaches a little strength.
You Yun, who understood this, looked at Fujimasa with a smile.
"This physical fitness is not good, you have to practice hard!"
When Fujimasa heard the march, he was immediately a little ashamed.
"I'll work hard for trainers......"
After that, You Yun showed no mercy to his subordinates, and arranged all kinds of intensity running training, torturing Fuji Zheng to death.
However, in order to control the intensity, when Fuji was running at high intensity, You Yun also cautiously monitored it with a speedmeter, and interspersed with some simple soothing movements to relax the skeletal muscles.
After training, he will also stretch and massage Fujimasa. On the second day, we will arrange low-intensity endurance training or core strength training.
For Youyun, recovery is as important as training, and scientific care and recovery even bring greater effects than training.
Of course, even after doing this, after the first day of training, Fujimasa March was still carried back by You Yun......
After a few days of torture, Fujimasa March also quickly adapted to the training intensity of You Yun.
The training was hard, but the results were obvious.
You Yun looked at the stopwatch and said with a smile: "The 800 meters on the mud field took 49.6 seconds, which is a very good result. ”
"Great, this time of hard work has not been in vain." Fujimasa, who was originally panting, excitedly rushed to You Yun's side and looked at the stopwatch.
"And 800 meters is not enough to show the training effect, if you switch to a mile race or a middle distance running course, the effect will be even more obvious."
The 800-meter track is too short, and it tests the speed and explosiveness of the horse racing girl, although he also has the explosiveness of training Fujimasa, but it is still much inferior to physical strength and endurance.
"In two days, we will have our first stop, the 1600m Group C race at Kasamatsu Racecourse!"
"The time has come to test the results of our training."
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It's the day of the game
You Yun's biological clock woke him up punctually, and he slowly rolled over, and it took him a few minutes to get out of bed.
After getting up and washing, You Yun walked out of the room wearing a black and white striped sweatshirt.
Looking at the scenery on the side of the road, You Yun was full of thoughts.
Although You Yun said this game very easily, he was quite nervous in his heart.
Although it was only a small race, after all, this was the real first race of his racing mother, and it was also the first battle he had in this world! To say that you are not nervous is that it is false.
After casually coping with breakfast on the way, You Yun came to the Kasamatsu Racecourse with this bumpy mood to join the Fujimasa March.
"Today is the first step in our short-term plan, showing all the results of our training over the past month, and you will have no problem!" You Yun said to the girl in front of her.
"I feel like the trainers are nervous."
Although You Yun's face looked calm, Fujimasa could feel the uneasiness in his heart.
She walked up to You Yun, leaned slightly, and rested her forehead against You Yun's chest.
"The trainer is worried that I'm going to fail?!"
You Yun stared straight at the gate in the distance, and responded: "This game is very crucial, not only for me, but also to determine the arrangement of your future schedule, only by winning this game, the academy will allow us to challenge the South Kanto region." ”
"I'm going to win!" Fujimasa marched into a fist, and after a period of hard training, she is now full of confidence.
You Yun also believes that the girl in front of him can do it!
"After exiting the gate, grab the lead position, then shake them off and escape to the end in one go!"