Roslin Bush Loop, swinging out through Newton. Got to the cycle path and it got wet, and cold, and then really wet and cold and dark. Soaked to the skin and weary as could be at the end. Felt properly alive for the first time in months. Loved it!
A bit wet, but again to roslin and back, puncturing in Danderhall. Battle between try to fix in the gathering gloom or walk home won by walk. And stopped raining, which was nice.