I had a few people ask me where my kilt was when I worked the Glass City Marathon last weekend. I didn't want to risk a Marilyn when we were having gusts of 60+MPH, and I was going to be working in the stadium where the winds would be from all over. Had to help hold up the arch over the finish line a few times, hold down paperwork for the timers, and chase more paperwork down. One of the few times I'd say it wasn't kilt weather.