Stooged

By Stooged

Turning circles

Woke early this morning wanting to ride to work.
Breakfast, sandwich made helmet on and jumped onto the bike. 2 minutes on the not to busy a59. 
Then onto small country lanes all the way. 5 minutes into the ride and calmness settles over me as I turn pedals almost effortlessly, breathing settles into a slow rhythm. 
Mind clearing drifting away only distracted by passing rabbits turning alert looking at me weighing me up to see if it's time to run and find safety. 
Farmers trying to get the crops in before the dark clouds over head burst halting harvesting for another day. 
Over the serene canal water still ducks mooching on the surface just gliding along. 
Turn onto the moss now a closed road time to turn off and turn circles with my legs all remnants of sleep leaving my body. Ready for another day, only 8 hours and I get to turn around and ride home. 

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