corn at dawn

Today I woke up early as usual

Instead of writing I rode my bike

Along lanes lined with crops of tall corn

Beside dew ridden fields

The sunrise was spectacular

A wayward fox glanced my way

I rode long and fast

Dark clouds loomed

Rain approached quicker than the weather man promised

I raced home chased by the storm

Light drizzle for the last 10 miles 

Finally home safe

Minutes later the heavens opened up 

So what did I learn today

Firstly never trust the weather report

Early morning is a great time to exercise

I can ride longer and faster than I ever believed

Especially when being chased

Self preservation is an instinct

Its harder to write in the evening

My thoughts are drowned in fatigue