And you know what? I couldn't give a monkey's.
I rode away from work this afternoon and came to a junction. Go straight on and my (dry, warm, cosy) house and sofa are 2 miles away.
Turn right and I can do a detour.
Well, I didn't go stright on, despite the rain.
I turned right and did 21 miles, and loved EVERY wet minute of it, because I can feel myself getting fitter with every pedal revolution.