I am completely and utterly spent. I just spent 12 hours playing volleyball with my wife and the youth group that she runs. This volleyball marathon was a fundraiser for area churches and summer camp, so while it was fun it was for a good cause as well. Even though I've spent much of the day in bed, I'm just about ready to call it a night. So after 12 hours of running and jumping and chasing the little white ball all over the floor, I'm at the point where I think I've done enough cross training to get me through this final week. Right?