Cross Training on the Basketball Court

Had three games of one-on-one with B. today. He brought it, especially on the last game, which stressed my defensive effort a good bit. My left ankle is doing great, and I'm looking forward to another 45 next week.

Today I spent a good bit of time on the interwebs, trying to find some article that would support my desire to avoid a rest day. Instead I found a bunch of articles that talked about over-training in nonsense terms.

Case in point:

By running nearly at race pace, your body becomes accustomed to running close to its upper limit (though not exceeding it).

How do I exceed my upper limit? Oh, right, I don't. Neither do you. Or anyone else. Sometimes, when I reach really deep and grab for some strength or determination that I've never been able to grasp before, I get closer to my upper limit. Which is my goal.