Lu Zhengze went to work and Jiang Youning asked for leave.
After Lu Ke took a shower, his tight shoulders finally relaxed a little. He buried himself in the bed, closed his eyes and tried to sleep well. The plane was not only bumpy all the way, but also the seats were too narrow. I couldn't sleep well, my body and nerves were exhausted to the extreme, and it seemed I couldn't even open my eyelids——
This was the case when I was sitting in the driver's seat just now, and I fell asleep in a short moment.
But now, the whole person is extremely sleepy, but can't sleep.
I closed my eyes tightly and lay there for a long time, thinking that half an hour had passed. But I turned my head and glanced at the alarm clock on the bedside table, and suddenly realized that only three minutes had passed. The passage of time was slower than ever before. It was such a torment. The sleepiness was so big that it was stuck in the throat, making it hard to breathe.
Simply, Lu Ke sat up directly, sitting cross-legged on the bed, looking at his room.
Everything is so familiar and seems unchanged. The Peyton Manning poster above the bed is still bathed in the thin morning sunlight. The eraser and pencil left on the desk seem to have never moved. Even the books randomly placed on the bookshelf still maintain their appearance at that time.
Time seems to have never set foot on this pure land. Those green years and growth footprints are still vivid and true to life, and every corner truly records the traces of the passage of time.
I turned around, pulled back the quilt, and saw on the wooden board between the mattress and the head of the bed, written crookedly in black carbon pen: "I want to be the best quarterback!" It seemed that it was okay for now. I clearly recall the excitement and excitement I felt when I wrote such bold words in my own hand.
Since you can't sleep, get up and do something.
After leaving the room and going downstairs, Lu Ke found his mother sitting on the sofa "resting" and asked, "Mom, don't you have to go to work?"
"Oh, I'm not feeling well today. I'm going to take leave at home." Jiang Youning pretended to be reading a magazine and replied casually to Lu Ke, but he kept secretly observing Lu Ke's condition from the corner of his eyes, "Don't worry, it's nothing. It's a big deal, just do your thing. There are ingredients for breakfast in the refrigerator. If necessary, you can do it yourself."
Lu Ke's eyes fell on his mother, and he tried to open his mouth to say something, but found that his mind was in chaos and he didn't know what to say. He knew that his mother must be worried about him, but now, he really was not in the mood and didn't know what to say. My mind is like a headless fly, spinning in circles and hitting the walls in a transparent glass box.
After standing there and thinking for a while, he didn't speak after all. He just responded in a deep voice, "Yeah." Then he walked straight into the kitchen and started preparing breakfast by himself.
Jiang Youning quickly sat up straight and leaned toward the kitchen, trying to see his son's movements, but he was worried about being discovered. He quickly shrank his head and sat back down at the slightest sound. Then he realized that it was a false alarm, so he started again. He started to poke his head around, and immediately saw his son coming out with cereal and milk. He sat down in a panic, quickly adjusted the blanket covering his knees, and pretended that nothing had happened.
Lu Ke came into the hall. Jiang Youning pretended to hear the noise, raised his head and smiled at Lu Ke, then lowered his head again and started flipping through the magazine. But in fact, she didn't even know what kind of magazine it was, and she couldn't tell whether the picture above was an advertisement or an interview. The only thing she was sure of was that the magazine was not held upside down.
Lu Ke couldn't think now. His whole brain was a mess. After there were too many thoughts that he couldn't sort out, it simply turned into a blank, with no thoughts, no positive emotions, but no negative emotions. , it seems that for a while, the defeat that just ended has been gradually forgotten in the back of the mind.
He was just busy reflexively. The long and regular schedule and training formed a natural system. He didn't need to think at all. The program seemed to have been implanted in his body and mind and started to be executed step by step. However, after finishing breakfast, he realized that there seemed to be something wrong with the procedure.
Yesterday was Thursday and today is Friday. At the same time, there is no game on Sunday, and there is no need to report to the training base on Friday and Saturday; the next game is the next Sunday in the distance, and there are still nine days to go. The pace and planning are completely different.
For a moment, Lu Ke's mind went blank: What should he do today?
I had never experienced a Thursday night game before and had no idea what my plans were after the game. In the rush, Lu Ke just stood there, stunned for a while, and then he realized what he was doing and summoned the system.
Ignoring the pile of unread messages, I directly opened the daily training plan, looked for today's recovery training-related items, then came to the backyard, followed the instructions, and started training. He needs to sweat a lot now, needs to be exhausted, needs to stop thinking for a while, needs to let his brain calm down again.
With full concentration and no distractions, Lu Ke started his daily training again, just like countless days and nights in the past, he steadily devoted himself to basic training; but today's training was particularly difficult, and he could never reach a high level of concentration, and his eyesight was still intact. The light can always catch Jiang Youning's figure.
Sometimes, Jiang Youning starts cleaning, wandering back and forth in front of the window; sometimes, Jiang Youning goes to the tool room in the backyard to sort out the debris; sometimes, Jiang Youning sticks his head out from the second floor, thinking about whether the sunshine is suitable for today. Suning the quilt; occasionally, Jiang Youning asked Lu Ke if there was anything special he wanted to eat at noon today...
Intermittently, Jiang Youning's figure always circled around the backyard.
Lu Ke knew that his mother didn't mean it, she was just caring; but he was restless and could not calm down completely. The impetuous mood could not be suppressed at all, and the slightest disturbance would be magnified countless times. .
Such continuous distraction will not only result in unsatisfactory training results, but may also lead to unnecessary injuries.
In the end, Lu Ke gave up the ongoing recovery training and just said, "I'm going for a run." Then he trotted out of the house and started running along a familiar path. Run, just run.
Running is undoubtedly one of the simplest training programs. Just follow your instincts, put aside all thoughts, and simply take steps towards running in big strides; as you run, your brain gradually He began to lack oxygen, and his lungs roared like bellows. Then all distracting thoughts, thoughts, and confusions were completely cleared away, and he truly fell into a void.
Those failures, those sacks, those interceptions, those helplessness, everything completely disappeared, leaving only a strong sense of frustration running rampant.
In team sports, if he refuses to work hard and fight, then losing the game is a high probability event; but sometimes, even if he tries his best, even if he is desperate, even if he breaks out completely, everything is maximized, But it may not necessarily win the game.
The frustration caused by powerlessness is like a bottomless abyss, with no end in sight. Interceptions, sacks; sacks, interceptions. It seemed that before they had time to catch their breath and recover, the shadow of two consecutive defeats was already hanging over their heads. This was really... really infuriating.
Getting faster and faster, Lu Ke ran faster and faster, giving up rhythm control and speed control, and just accelerated with all his strength. The entire sprint rhythm became more and more fierce, as if his whole body was on fire. It was normal, but before it could be burned away, deep fatigue and weariness surged over me, and my lungs began to sting sharply.
Today, Lu Ke's physical and mental state are in a bad stage, which can even be said to be extremely bad.
Normally, running at variable speeds of 10,000 meters has become a habit, just like eating and drinking. The body has already adapted to such intensity; but today, after only running less than a third, the large amount of lactic acid secreted began to make the body feel tired. His limbs became extremely heavy, and it seemed that he could no longer even lift his feet.
What's worse is that the burning lungs have begun to catch fire. Exhaling and inhaling are a ball of burning air, burning from the lungs through the throat and spreading throughout the entire mouth, the kind that penetrates deep into the blood. The pain felt as if it had reached a critical point in drowning. Both feet were straddling the line of life and death, with death on one side and survival on the other.
This feeling is simply more uncomfortable than dying.
The more this happened, the angrier he became. The anger that gradually subsided started to burn again, and an unknown fire began to sweep through his body. He just wanted to vent it out happily, but couldn't find an outlet. He felt aggrieved and depressed. The whole world All started to change color.
He hates failure! He hates failure! He hated failure so humiliating, so humiliating, so bad! Even if he experienced it countless times, he still couldn't get used to this feeling. No way.
His staggering steps almost started to stagger, and his knees were like soft noodles, almost unable to support the strength of his body. He could only stumble forward in one direction. This headless fly still couldn't figure out the direction.
At this moment, a slender figure appeared in the far end of the line of sight, standing at the corner of the street, looking up along the pair of well-proportioned long legs, and then saw Candice Swanepoel. That face with a bright smile.
However, Candice didn't say a word. She just blinked at Lu Ke and rushed towards him. Her methodical pace quickly shortened the distance between the two people, and then... passed by her. The footsteps did not stop, but continued running down, and the slender figure gradually faded away from his sight.
Lu Ke was stunned for a moment, then gritted his teeth, started to speed up again, and gave chase.
