Worst bike ride ever

This is my list of compliants about my worst bike ride ever. If you don't want to read complaints, stop reading now. My day started at 5:45 with my stove yelling, 'click, click, click'. The ignitor got wet and shorted. Fifteen minutes later we unplugged the thing, deemed it safe and we were off on a 90 minute jaunt south to Lake Anna State Park. We arrived as everyone was leaving, so we took our time getting ready. I felt the first raindrops as I put my shoes on, and wished I had foot warmers. I ran out last week and figured it would be warm by the third weekend in April. Ten minutes into the ride I felt like my seat had daggers on the borders. I couldn't sit in the same position for more than 5 seconds, and when the rain started pouring down I realized the ease of the course would be overwhelmed by rain, cold, and discomfort. My attempts to stay in Zone 2 proved to be slower than usual. I was going 4-14 mph, even on the flats, and realized later I was probably just dehydrated. I got lost twice, as the rain got heavier, and being by myself made the ride that much more miserable. At 55 miles I was back at the car, changed clothes and got warm, added a coat and took off with Tim, my riding buddy for my third and final loop. At mile 65 I felt a twinge in my knee and knew I should stop. It wasn't the typical soreness or achiness I felt toward the end of the long rides. I hadn't seen a sag vehicle for 2 hours and knew Ed was on his way home, so I figured I'd be sitting out in the cold and rain waiting when I could be riding slow and easy. A day later, as I write this, my knee is sore, swollen and my quads feel bruised. I'm missing a 12 mile run today and I have the Lake Anna Half Ironman staring me in the face next weekend, starting to get depressed about not being able to do the workouts this week. I'm in a funk about not having a job, wondering if I'll maintain my sanity through this next transition period. My food intake is out of control, even after visiting the nutritionist. My will power is very low, I feel worthless and bored. My plan is to go to PA school but it's such a long timeline it's hard to get excited about going to school part time and working a meaningless job. I'm in the same place I was 7 years ago when I graduated. On the other hand, I've had many experiences that have led me to this decision to go back to school, and always knew I would. I'm not sure anymore what's important to me and I feel empty most of the time. I feel panicked about my life, rarely relaxed or having fun, never feeling like I fit in. I don't have a way to identify myself anymore. I'm aimless, jobless, purposeless.