This new doc agrees with me that there’s no reason to have it in.
That if, down the road, I am offered more chemo for some reason, and am bat shit crazy enough to accept it.. (or am some how otherwise compelled), I can have another put in. I’ve already had two. What’s the big deal with doing a third. This one has never worked properly anyway.
As to the fate of the assless. Thank you all for your input.. I think I’ve arrived at a decision. In the interest of embracing a use-it-up-wear-it-out attitude, and the notion that nothing is precious, I think I’m going to strip that thing down and re-purpose the parts.. despite the limitation that will put on the ultimate result!
Thank you Eric.. you’re absolutely right. I don’t need any more trophies. I’ve got the scars and shit bag to remind me. And really? do I NEED any reminders?
I fear that some of you may have misinterpreted my intentions. Finding a way to put a seat on the assless isn’t on the table. The steering geometry on that thing is designed for stand up riding, not to mention that I can’t abide kludgy solutions.. But the soul of the assless will find a way into the new bike, along with all of it’s useful parts.
(or maybe I’ll change my mind this afternoon..)