Did I do something to offend the weather...? Just before setting off, the heavens opened, thunder, lightning, hail the lot. It felt like the floodgates had opened. Deciding to wait till things had eased up felt the sensible thing to do. However in doing so it meant my regular path was more like a raging river canyon. Detours were taken, tip toes trodden around newly formed lakes and generally half a dozen or more interruptions to what is normally a half pleasant run.
By the time I got back to the car I felt I had done twice the distance and weighed twice as much as everything was totally sodden...
I am hopeful the shoes and I will have chance to dry out before R3 ...!