When I’m feeling rebellious I like to go out and bike around wearing normal clothes. Like – clothes I would wear all day, like a skirt and a t shirt. This afternoon I intersected with a gentleman old enough to be my father out for a spin on his three-wheeler. It’s the kind of bike I’ll want when my balance gets worse. He was also wearing completely normal clothes – shorts and a button up shirt. We both had huge grins on our faces.