Mission Accomplished

I started a new cycle yesterday after a week of mostly being off.  the week before that was pretty lame as well in anticipation of the spirited mud run.  This week kicks off a brand new cycle of pure 5/3/1 fun.  I've dropped off the programs I was doing for deadlift and bench because they were boring, overly complicated, and altogether uninspirational.  So to kick off the party I decide yesterday to go in and just do squats until I couldn't do anymore squats.  Mission accomplished.  worked up to 375 x 5, 400 x 5, 425, x 5.  Then did 5 sets of ten deep reps with 225lbs.  I think if I'd tried to do one more squat I would have ceased to exist.  Finished up with some weighted sit-ups.  It's tricky doing sit-ups when your lower quadrant is completely numb.  Walking back to the house was exercise in humility.  Then my pride got the better of me and I decided that it would be good to run this morning.  So I drag out of bed for a twenty minute run.  typically after about 10 minutes I start to get warm and loose and I begin to enjoy the run.  That never happened today.  It was fifty degrees, pitch black, and the wind was blowing a solid twenty mph.  And I still couldn't feel my legs. Which was probably good cuz they would have otherwise been cold and really grumpy.  It's amazing how much a week off can suck. I think I should have just manned up and muscled through it.  Rest is overrated and degrading at best.  Cheers, ya'll.