Was he supposed to just give up on the competition?
Even with his talent, the thought of it made him hesitate.
Coach Young was in a difficult position too.
Julian Dawson was twenty-two this year. Although young, he was already considered old for a track and field athlete.
He couldn't afford to wait even one more year.
Coach Young's gaze subconsciously fell on Chloe Sinclair.
"Since you've qualified for the Winter Games, you should definitely compete. But for next year's Olympics, I want you to enter the men's 100-meter race."
Chloe Sinclair glanced at Julian Dawson and said bluntly, "If I'm not mistaken, you've probably felt for a while that you're struggling with the 800-meter. And the damage to your knees must be pretty significant, right?"
Hearing this, Julian Dawson's breath hitched.
Chloe Sinclair wasn't wrong.
Although he had always performed well in long-distance running, something had always been missing.
