As I looked over all of the results the first thing that opened my eyes was my A1C just after the surgery on my right shoulder. An 11.4 is crazy and I have a good feeling that it was anywhere from 11 to 14 from 1998 to 2009. I have slowly but those years behind me but seeing an 11.4 A1C really brought me back to those days. 2009 was probably thee toughest year of my life, I forgot how tough those days were for Leanne and I. That year was a make or break year, either I got my act together and saved my life and my marriage or I would be alone and never go to a doctor until it was to late. I say it a lot but I honestly believe that I would be dead if Leanne didn't save me.
Today I complain about an A1C of 6.7. I get a lot of flack for being so hard on myself, I always hear about how I should be happy. The truth is I can't be happy because I'm so scared of getting complacent, if I don't push myself so hard I'm afraid of what could happen. Luckily this attitude has pushed over to other facets of my life. I'm not happy with the way I run or ride a bike, or the way I do things at work and I'm not happy with the husband that I am. I know that bothers people but again I need to put pressure on myself, I can always be better. I demand damn near perfection from myself and that makes me the man that I am today. For most of my life I never challenged myself and I never did anything great. It has only been five years of my new life and I feel that I have done some good for others. My hope is to be adding to this A1C list for a long time, I have two new challenges that I have given myself. Have an A1C below 6 before I'm 35 and be able to add to this list for at least another fifty years!! In that fifty years I don't want to see an A1C above 7!!