This was a speed squat day from a couple weeks back now. A few days before this, I lost the smartest man I ever met. My Grandfather was pivotal in some male role model moments in my younger life, and the conversations around his younger life, family, and work/career informed some of my beliefs with those subjects still. Any who know a bit about my upbringing know that there isn't a 'simple' story with any of it, but I found myself sort of spacing out a lot.
This squat day was a much needed outlet, followed by a sort of spooky occurrence. I hit 10 doubles at 255 against 200lbs of band tension, and was going at a pretty good clip. I didn't really rest lots, just sort of got at it. After my 7th set, breathing hard, thoughts of family and my Grandpa sorta popped into my head, causing me to rest longer than I was doing.
I go to look at the recording after to time lapse it, and the second video, that moment I just described, is cut out of the main video, and there's a 0 second white video on either side of it. Not really a supernatural sort of person, but that was kinda spooky.
You always have lots of time until there's not enough of it.