On my morning run I made some mental notes of the other cyclists I saw. Between roughly 9:45 and 11:00 I encountered :
Three bods, male, all in yellow hi-viz tops, road bikes, heading Telford to Silverknowes. At this point I'd not got my insane/tortured fixed grin ready so there was no exchange of greetings.
One bod, male, on a dark green foldy moulton type bike (I'm sure I've committed all sort of offences with that description...sorry..). Somewhere around Wardie I think (memory issues). Constipated grin now in place and a smile was received in exchange.
Two bods, male, one orange jacket, stopped on West Shore Road having a drink. Can't remember bikes but I had assembled the full Daft Grin by that time and I did manage to grunt a reply to their 'hello'.
Bloke with child (and bike) tethered to the back with one of those big bar things. Bikes looked fairly new. Heading along Silverknowes shore towards West Shore road. No verbal exchanges. There was a similar couple at Cramond but I think they were different from this first father/child pairing.
One bloke, dull (dark green?) sweat stuff and similar baggy 3/4 shorts, MTB (? I think), heading up Barnton Ave from the path between the golf courses. Asked me if I was OK as I gently expired by the side of the road having tried to get up the hill using the big cog on my treble clanger (without realising, obviously...still new to this cycling game, me).
There was also a guy wearing a Sustrans hi-viz top who was in the waiting room at my dentists in DMains on Thursday morning...
Any of these folk posters on here? There were many others, but oxygen deprivation shut down my brain's nonessential RAM at various points on the ride.
Me: male, yellow hi-viz vest over hi-viz gut, white Falcon 2-bob suspensionless MTB, red face (due equally to exhaustion and embarrassment). Occasional indiscreet belches.