10% 'partly cloudy/ partly sunny'
5% 'maritime layer morning fog, burns off to sun'
3% ' It's hot!'
2% 'other'
Some combo of these.
I'm from Chicago. My first day as a bike messenger, in my 20's was spent racing around polluted-downtown Chicago, in 107 degree peak heat, and 500 people died that day. Once, in the winter as a young kid, it was -80*F wind-chill factor. During a cold snap this winter, my mom's house hovered at 52 degrees, with the newer furnace running non-stop. I've cut stumps at 104*F in Death Valley, with chaps, double-knee carharts, and no shade. Didn't get hypothermia for 3 weeks in the Colorado mountains, with inadequate gear, in October, 10,000' plus.
At least partially, that's why I've been called a cyborg. I'd think more Energizer Bunny. Just keep going, and going, and going. I mean, cyborgs don't drink coffee or eat like having a tapeworm, I don't think.
"Coasties" start to melt when the sun comes out and think "its hot". Below, 30 degrees, "it's so cold". Ya, try climbing a dead tree on the top of the eastside hill, at 17* and breezy, and tell me it cold on the ground.
Obviously, there are hard-core people in the PNW, like Justin and his logging crew on the coast, real-deal hand-falling all winter.