...and it actually was a glorious feeling!
I set off feeling a bit eccentric in short sleeves when everyone else was huddling under coats and umbrellas from the rain, and the warm up walk was more of a cool down. But once I got going I soon got to a comfortable temperature and there's something very satisfying about being not only self-propelled but self-heating too!
I'm still trying to find a nice lit route for dark evenings by trying different paths and seeing if they're lit before it's so dark that I have to rely on the streetlights. I did have one mishap where I managed to catch an unexpected fallen branch between my feet and nearly fell over, and I seem to have given myself a blister from a miniscule ruck in my sock, but overall I managed a decent pace and clocked up my 7th 5k. Home for a warm shower before stretching, now just need a warm drink and a snack to finish the day well.
But the thing that really struck me was the sense of being inducted into a strange fraternity of crazy runners - in a little over half an hour I came across no less than 7 people all out doing their own running in the rain!