Well that was the antithesis of fun. Traffic out of town backed up from Gogar Rounbdabout (and beyond up the Bypass and A8) all the way back into at least Roseburn. There's not really anywhere to filter a lot of the time, so sometimes bit my lip and wen't down the middle of the road, othertimes took my chances and slithered around where the bus lane should have been.
Wet, sleety snow that collected on any surface and refused to dislodge, yet melted enough to get your clothing wet and make it seem colder than it was last week. Had to remove my glasses as they had gon opaque. My eyesight's pretty poor but I was at least able to make out the road infront of me when I wasn't screwing my eyes up because there was sleet in them. Wind seemed to be blowing it directly into my face regardless of what direction it was coming from. When I could see the speedo I wasn't able to get above about 10mph before the snow in my face got too much, but I was still making much better progress than cars.
Took me about 1h20m to do what normally takes 25m. I spent most of that wishing I'd worn a warmer hat than the merino baabaa hat which is normalyl reserved for under the helmet. And to think I was going to dispose of the windproof gilet too but thought better than that on the way out the door!