That sounds bad, my worst DOMS was as a newbie though, what im about to describe isnt an exaggeration. After doing leg press and leg extensions on like my 3rd workout in about 8 years before which I never did any legs work (was the 90s and I was a teen the last time id trained) which consisted of around 12-15 reps x 3 sets of each I had to call in sick to my office job the next 3 days, I could not bare to be in any position besides seated with my feet up on another chair even then every ten mins or so it felt like 5,000 tiny razor blades were being pumped through my quads and like you I cried almost as much as when my mother died but not emotionally more like a kid when they get hurt. I couldnt shit till the third day because no way I could get to or sit on the toilet since there was nothing to grab onto to lower myself then on the third day I had to so my ex wife lower me down onto the toilet then she had to drop the kids off to daycare. Next problem? I couldnt wipe my ass leaning forward sent the aforementioned razors through my quads so I gave up on hygiene and stood up with the aid of a towel wrapped around the top of the shower screen.
Then with my (tight) boxers still down around my knees I noticed the dencorub tube in the top draw of the bathroom vanity and in a stroke of genius I started to smother my thighs liberally with it thinking it would give me relief… wrong. Ive pulled my boxers up which spread the dencorub all over my nuts and knob which I didnt notice but would very soon find out about. I tried shuffling out of the bathroom to the safety of my chair down the hallway and both my legs gave way and I collapsed onto the cold bathroom floor again in tears. The razors were back pulsing through my thighs, next problem? the dendorub had now penetrated my pores of my cock and balls plus I could tell my ass was all shitty, I could smell it.
I cried and cried and actually ended up laughing like a mad man and crawled commando style on my elbow like a dog trying to wank using the carpet with my burning cock and balls rubbing on our cheap fake timber floating floor (thank fuck it wasnt actual timber) for what seemed like eternity unit the ex came home and wiped my ass for me (we divorced a year later and im sure this is what made her mind start turning the corner on that). The next Saturday 6 days later I took my son fishing and I was still in pain but could move okayish.
Imagine Id done 20 reps of breathing squats instead of leg press and leg extensions? lol
Oh and I was such a newbie that I thought it would help to get on the piss HARD to “assist” my recover - Beginners please note lifting and drinking is like oil and water for so many reasons. Have a chocolate milk instead it tastes much better.
Anyway back to super squats.
Okay now that makes more sense to me, id imagine your back would also be fucking FRIED, was this lowbar? if so how were your elbows and shoulders?
Were you able to back up with the squats that same week? if so youre a freak.
Cheers for the story mate.