I did it! I went out and got my reminder to not rush permanently scarred into my flesh. I'd forgotten how much tattoos suck, and this one was on some sensitive skin.
I originally planned to get something super simple, black and white, but the artist really wanted to add some color and shading. So I said sure. I love how he came out and he's in the perfect spot for me to see him when I'm riding or typing so long as I'm not bundled up against the frozen tundra of New Hampshire.
I will NOT be getting ink again any time soon. That was a three hour block of my life I didn't particularly enjoy.