I pretty much feel the same way as most. I really don't care what anyone else does. I don't care that you are wearing tennis shoes and shorts if you don't give me crap about my jacket and boots. When I was 15 I witnessed a motorcycle crash on RT 153 in Louisville. Hot summer day, some kid had a helmet and that was about it. He passed a slower car in front of us doing at most 55 to 60. As he passed, the car moved over to give him room, the car caught the side of the road and as the driver corrected he clipped the end of the bike sending it cartwheeling into oncoming traffic. The kid slid down the middle of the road before he stopped and crawled into the ditch. Seeing his arms and legs worn to the muscle and screaming in pain as we called 911 pretty much convinced me I don't care how hot it is out, if I'm riding my bike I'm wearing all my gear.