A Ton of Superman

The night of the 10,000-meter race, Yi Dun lay in bed, thinking about today's game.

The game is over, and my performance can only be said to be quite satisfactory.

The next two projects, Yi Dun decided to find Ma Shanyong tomorrow to see if he could help him find a venue to practice shot put.

"Yidun?" There was a knock on the door outside the dormitory door.

The person coming is Ma Shanyong. Yi Dun just thought about Ma Shanyong about the training venue.

"Yidun, you come out, I will show you a baby." Ma Shanyong whispered to Yidun like a thief.

Yi Dun's mouth twitched, Ma Shanyong, did he pick up his wallet?

After Ma Shanyong walked out of the dormitory, Ma Shanyong carefully took out an A4 paper from his arms.

"What is this?" Yi Dun asked curiously.

"Good stuff, absolute baby."

"This is the baby I got from the province, Xia Fengyuan prepares for the 1998 Asian Games training schedule."

"Edun, although you are very talented, training is still very important. Now our training is still too rough. In the future, we will train according to this table, and we will definitely improve our results." Ma Shanyong offered the training class like a treasure Pass it to Yi Dun.

Yidun's face showed a surprise, Xia Fengyuan was not a person, he was the leader of the Chinese men's long-distance running. The domestic five-kilometer long-distance running record of 13 minutes and 25 seconds was kept by Xia Fengyuan.

Although in the world long-distance running circle, Xia Fengyuan's ranking is relatively low, but in China, it is definitely the top long-distance running master.

Such a master's training table is still quite useful.

Yi Dun looked intently towards the training table. The content of the table is not complicated, but the training content is to make Yi Dun speechless.

Originally thought that his training intensity was strong enough, but compared with others Xia Fengyuan, it was far from enough.

Monday morning aerobic training 20 km, pace 75 minutes.

Means to do a 20km training in 75 minutes in the morning.

Afternoon training program, 4km pace 16 minutes, twice 3km, pace 9 minutes 10 seconds and 9 minutes, with a 10-minute break in between.

This is only Monday's training, and the training is different every day.

What is the specific effect, Yi Dun is definitely not sure now, but looking at this collocation, it is much stronger than Yi Dun's previous training plan.

In this training plan, there are two half-day breaks per week, which are Saturday morning and Sunday afternoon.

After reading the training table, ordinary people will definitely have a better understanding of the hard work of the athletes.

"There is also a training table for Xing Huina when preparing for the Athens Games. It's just that it's a women's long-distance race. It's definitely not the same as men's. You can draw on the two tables for reference. Maybe you can conclude a set of training plans that suit you. He took a form out of his arms.

Yi Dun took a look, and some understood why Xing Huina was able to win the Olympics. It is very remarkable to see her training intensity alone.

Xia Fengyuan is heavy and strong, and Xing Huina may be because of the female long-distance runner. The amount of training is smaller than Xia Fengyuan, but the training intensity is not small.

"What a treasure, these two watches are good things!"

"If you have this thing at a young age, I guess my training effect will definitely be much better." Yi Dun said with a look of joy.

"Yes, where did you get this thing?"

These two training tables are relatively private things. I didn't expect Ma Shanyong to get it.

"You don't care about this, the mountain people have their own tricks, don't underestimate me, don't look at me staying in Songyang, but when I was young, I was also beautiful." Ma Shanyong grinned.

Yi Dun waved his hand, but now he has no time to listen to Ma Shanyong to recall his highlight moment.

"Oh, old horse, help me find a venue, I want to practice shots these days." Yi Dun said.

Ma Shanyong patted his breast, "Small thing, I'll make a phone call. I'll take you at eight o'clock tomorrow morning."

……

At eight o'clock the next morning, Ma Shanyong came, and took Yi Tun to take a taxi.

"Master, go to the eighth elementary school." Ma Shanyong said to the driver master after getting on the bus.

Yidun Le is happy, and the place where Ma Shanyong dare to help himself find himself is in a primary school.

But it does n’t matter anymore, shot training does not have too strict requirements on the field.

Twenty minutes later, at the eighth primary school in Jibei City, Ma Shanyong made a phone call, and a stout middle-aged man greeted him with a smile.

"Old horse, you haven't seen it in five or six years?" The middle-aged man is obviously Ma Shanyong's old knowledge.

"Lao Zhang, hurry and take us to the playground. Training is important. When the game is over, I specially invite you to drink." Ma Shanyong urged.

This old Zhang is the physical education teacher of the eighth elementary school and a teammate of Ma Shanyong when he was young.

"Did you not delay your class? Teacher Zhang." Yi Dun felt troublesome and a little embarrassed.

Old Zhang waved his hand, "Cough, now this group of children is under great pressure every day. My physical education teacher may not be able to take two classes a week."

"No, I'm in the mouth of their class teacher, and I have a cold and fever, and I can't take physical education classes."

"All year round, there must be more than 200 days of colds and fevers, I am asking who is irritating." Lao Zhang said dissatisfiedly.

Ma Shanyong and Yi Dun laughed. The Chinese physical education teacher is the group with the weakest physique, and may also be the group with the most relaxed work.

After arriving at the playground, Lao Zhang apparently had already prepared himself. He took out his measuring tape and prepared to help Yi Dun arrange the training venue.

As a provincial elementary school, the playground conditions are naturally quite good. It has its own shot-throwing area. The only thing is that there are no markings. You need to draw the markings again.

"Well, I will start with the whole twelve meters, and then come the thirteen and fourteen meters." Lao Zhang said to himself with a tape measure.

'S side Ma Shanyong suddenly exploded.

"Lao Zhang ~ www.wuxiahere.com ~ Who do you look down on?"

"Twelve meters? My student can throw twelve meters with his chin."

"Don't judge the ace players in my hands by the standard of teaching elementary school students."

Lao Zhang's eyebrows rose as soon as he heard this.

"Okay, old horse. When we were athletes, you love bragging. I didn't expect that after so many years, your problem hasn't changed."

"If I had half of your bragging skills, now I don't have to teach physical education in elementary school, it is estimated that I can enter the provincial sports bureau as a leader."

The two laughed at each other.

After talking, both of them were happy, just like a child, punching each other's chest.

"Okay, don't joke with you. My disciple is a super genius that I have carefully cultivated. You can go directly to the 18-meter mark. It doesn't make any sense to be below 18 meters." Ma Shanyong held his head, full of pride. Said.

"Come again? Can we brag to make drafts!"

"Eighteen meters? I also said that I can throw the galaxy from the shot!"

"You old man, you must have forgotten that I specialize in shots, right?" Lao Zhang said disdainfully.

"I don't care if you specialize in shots, believe me, go directly to the 18-meter mark, don't waste time." Ma Shanyong said again.

As a result, Yi Dun opened his mouth. "Teacher Zhang, please give me nineteen meters ..."

Lao Zhang almost vomited blood, is this bragging still contagious?

"Good guy, you must be a proud disciple of the old horse, there is absolutely nothing wrong with it, bragging is absolutely better than blue!"

"Okay, then I will go directly to the 19-meter mark, and don't ask me to redraw the mark for a while." Lao Zhang grinned.

Yidun nodded and walked towards the throwing circle.