Headed out for an hour or so’s ride on the road bike yesterday, like you it was the only time available.
Was dry when I looked out window but rain started falling as soon as I stepped out door. Got about 5km through strong winds and increasingly heavy rain before the rear punctured (first time in more than a year).
I then sheltered ineffectively in a phone box as I put a spare tube in and struggled to pump it up, only to get splashed by a 4×4 going through a roadside puddle.
On the way back home, uphill but with a v strong tailwind I was getting blown all over the shop – and it started to sleet.
Still didn’t regret going out, strangely.
my mates BBQ this afternoon
This being in the local psychiatric ward, presumably?