I was sick on Monday of last week, and wound up missing a whole week of cycling as I rode the TTC. Last night, after gritting my teeth and just getting through it for five consecutive (work) days, I decided that I'd had enough. A 90 minute trip home when I was trying to get home early pushed me back to my bike, ready or not.
I was mostly ready. The "wet flurries" that was by mid-afternoon threatening to turn into an actual snow-storm just stayed as rain. I got home without incident.