"Taking a
Swing at Weight Loss - Update #16"
02 December 2001
Tickets to 109 Major League Baseball Games:
$7,243
2800 Gallons of gas to drive all over America:
$4,290
Used RV and travel expenses for trip companions: $17,734
The look on my mother's face when she opened the door and first saw
me: PRICELESS!!!!!
To those who have been
faithful virtual companions throughout the trip,
Home has never been sweeter. My appreciation and adoration of God
have never been deeper. The generous love and support of my
family and friends has never been more important.
After eight most amazing months of wandering around the country and being
mesmerized with God's glory as displayed in nature, I am back home. After
attending 109 baseball games in every Major League Ballpark and visiting
49 of 50 American states, reality now returns as an active part of my
daily existence. After loosing 218 pounds during this period of a
dream like fantasy experience, I have just started the process to "be
half the man I once was." Of course that is half the man I once
was physically. As many have kindly pointed out, spiritually and
emotionally I have gained a lot of "size and weight" and I
hunger to be more of a Godly man that I once was.
It has been a fascinating and joyful three weeks since the last update.
After leaving the NY/NJ area I arrived in the tranquil and relaxed
environment of rural Virginia. It was so great to just veg out with
family there while enjoying hunting, hiking and running around with my
grandfather. He became my local publicist lining up an interview
with
the local newspaper and a speaking engagement to about 35 senior citizens
at the local Community Center of Bedford, Virginia. What a
confirmation
of God's gifting me with this experience to be able to share it with a
very enthusiastic group of mature folks who seemed so excited to hear of
my journey. It was while in Virginia that I decided to add to the
shock
value of my weight loss and have some fun with a make over! Through
a
local institute where my cousin-in-law Fran Pfaff teaches, I had my
goatee removed and my hair chopped and bleached. My hair had not
been cut for about a year as it took on a spiritual and symbolic
significance. Just like Samson in the Old Testament who was set
apart by God for a special purpose and his hair was a public symbol of
that, so too has this time in my life been set apart for a special purpose
and I wanted my hair to be a symbol of my reliance on God for strength to
accomplish my goals. It got to be quite long and I have the remnants in a
bag to prove it! I will be donating it to a charity that makes wigs
for children with cancer. Cutting it led to quite the change
in my physical appearance. Add a little bleach, remove some facial
hair and loose 218 pounds and I am still doing double takes when passing
in front of a mirror. My loved ones in Virginia that had seen me an
hour before the make over, were left momentarily clueless as to who I was
and speechless about what I had just done. I knew that great fun
with my homecoming was in store!
After collecting nearly a full set of "hand me over" clothes
from my cousin Darren, cousin-in-law Martin and my Gramps I felt styling!
My Gramps even gave me a couple suits which are something I have not worn
for many years. There has always been a fashion irony in my life
because with my size, I never could afford to pay the monumental prices
for customized "big boy" suits and oversized nice digs that I
could fit into.
I always had a very casual dress "with whatever fits"
style which often was out of sync with the leadership and public advocacy
positions I was blessed to serve in. For example, a couple years ago
I met President papa George Bush while I was wearing an informal sweater
and even had a picture taken with him. It was no big thing for me
but I know some others took it as almost disrespectful. I
guess just one of the many
benefits of loosing all this weight is being able to shop at the normal
stores and pay normal prices and pillage my brother's closets when they
have something that looks good! A genuine warning for my male
friends: Don't be surprised or offended if you see me going through your
closets checking to see what might fit me and look gooood! Smile.
After a great week of relaxing transition in Virginia, Gramps and I set
out for my last cross country drive of 3300 miles through 14 states on the
way home for Thanksgiving. We were blessed to see my good friend
from residency Dr. Howie Spegman and family in Wisconsin, and my cousin
Peter Janaros as we blew through Colorado. In preparing for the
final drive home, my grandfather expressed that he has always wanted
to see
MT. Rushmore. Even though I had been there in late June with my dad,
I gladly drove there again taking a very round about route back to
California. We were blessed with crystal clear spectacular weather
and enjoyed the congestion free environment of late November tourism.
We were also amazed with the splendor of Bryce Canyon National Park and
Zion National Park both in SW Utah. Both Parks involving some of the
most
amazing rock and earth formations I have ever seen with access and
proximity that impressed me much more than my previous visits to the Grand
Canyon. I felt like we had a chance to visit God's personal carving
studios. From Utah, we drove through Nevada and spent a night
in Las Vegas. The fellowship on the open road with my grandfather
was a
rich experience and a neat time for both of us. Having lost his wife
(and my dear grandmother) of nearly 60 years this past spring, he was so
excited to see things he never thought he would have a chance to. In
the meantime, I was just bursting with excitement at the dream I was about
to wake up from. While in Las Vegas media interest started churning
and I knew that homecoming was going to be quite the experience.
Driving south from Nevada on Highway 15, I was in a daze. From San
Bernardino to home in Escondido the tears were free flowing. A soup
of emotions were bouncing off the walls of my heart seasoned with an
overwhelming sense of thankful appreciation. Coming home after 8
months on the road would normally be exciting enough. Coming home as
a new physical person with a TV crew following you to the front door was
amazing! I had told my family that I would be home right at noon the
day before Thanksgiving as I had some phone interviews soon thereafter.
Most of the immediate family was assembled along with some neighbors and
friends. The moment that door opened was such a euphoric moment of
elation and shock that I will never forget it. With the camera
rolling and the newspaper photographers and reporters capturing the
moment, my hopes of surprising my family were surpassed beyond my wildest
expectations. Its hard to adequately describe the range of reaction
from screams of joy, to tears of thanksgiving, to "who the heck is
that", to the nieces and nephews who literally had no idea who this
was. To see the look on their face as they heard a familiar voice
coming out of a
stranger's body was unbelievable. It took them quite a while to
assimilate it all. It was a feast of joy and celebration that I had
fantasized about for many months. Being able to watch it over again
on the 6 PM and 10 PM News was a lot of fun for the whole family and added
to the overdose of excitement.
Thanksgiving is by far my favorite day of the year. The one holiday
that seems to have escaped commercial exploitation struggles to retain its
purpose as a set aside time of expressing appreciation to God for His
blessings. I get nauseous when I hear it referred to as "turkey
day." Say that around me and you will get an earful I promise!
I pray that God
enables me to maintain the attitude I have now that every day is
Thanksgiving Day for me. The day was of course extra special
this year and our family assembled at Phil and Betsy's new house for the
celebration. Having a TV crew join in the festivities was like extra
sugar in an already very sweet day. They were there to capture my
first bite of "real" food in 8 months. It was a real
unique situation that we all thoroughly enjoyed. At the moment
I bit into my grilled portobello mushroom, I flipped backwards in my chair
with excitement. Watching our family Thanksgiving
celebration and worship on the news that night was a real trip!
Veggies have never tasted so yummy! As a matter of fact, I
have decided to be a vegetarian until Christmas at which time I will have
my first bite of meat which will be turkey! I thought about becoming
a permanent vegetarian for about 5 minutes as I was having my first plate
of food but when the turkey platter went by, that plan was quickly and
definitively rejected.
And so, reality has quickly become a part of my daily existence. I
have had a great time running into loved ones and am blessed with the joy
and enthusiasm that everyone so generously shares with what has happened.
It cracks me up to see how people react to the change in my appearance.
The ones who are clueless about who is standing before them are the most
entertaining. Its hard to believe, but more than half of the
folks I encounter have no idea who I am. So many are generously
making themselves available to do what they can with helping me continue
the progress I have been blessed with. Thanksgiving weekend the
sports miracles kept flowing as my colleague and good friend Dr. Ken
Morris invited me to join him for a San Diego Chargers football game.
It was very timely and deeply appreciated as I was going through some
massive sports withdrawal! Two days later I was taken on my first
hike to the peak of MT. Bernardo, the highest point in Escondido, by my
friend George Dill. He is a veteran of the "weight loss
wars" and I suspect fully enjoyed taking me right to the edge of my
body's capacity during our 8 mile hike. Pastor Pat Kenney has
committed to working out with me at least three times a week.
Columnist Jeff Frank shared his personal work out routine with me and my
friends Alex and Alberto are going to give me some body building pointers
as well. The family has been so thoughtful and I am very
enthusiastic and humbled with all this support. I know it will all
be needed.
So what are the plans now? I still have 18 pounds to go before
reaching my goal of 230 pounds. I suspect that I will be reach it
right around Christmas Day. Though what I have accomplished has been
very significant, I am fully aware that keeping the weight off and making
permanent changes will be even tougher challenges. While overwhelmed
with thanksgiving and excitement on the progress thus far, I am humbled
with the task that still lies ahead. Practically, I plan on
working only about 20 hours a week including 10 hours of clinical care at
my previous clinic and 10 hours consulting for a local nonprofit agency
serving the needs of foster children who are at risk for or who have been
taken out of their homes for sexual or physical abuse. I am so
thankful to be able to still serve those in our community who need it most
and advocate for those who are the most underserved. Added to the
blessing is that the man who runs the agency has lost 160 pounds on the
same exact diet and has been successful in keeping it off!!! Talk
about built-in accountability! I am really excited to be working
with Brad and to be in a position to really encourage and support each
other. I hope to spend at least a couple hours a day either at the
gym or outdoors doing some type of strenuous physical activity. The
next 6-9 months I view as a transition time of setting new habits and
developing a new personal approach to fitness and health.
I humbly ask that you who have been praying for me, would continue doing
so and specifically for this transition phase back to a new routine, a new
schedule, a new lifestyle and a new way of eating. I am in need of a
completely new paradigm! I willingly accept your assistance in
keeping me accountable and I have no reservations with intrusive and even
aggressive challenges if there is any evidence that you see of unhealthy
behavior in me. I need your help so BRING IT ON!!!!!
Jesus Christ in John 15: 5,7 and 8 says: " I am the vine; you
are the branches. If a man remains in me and I in him, he will bear
much fruit; apart from me you can do nothing. If you remain in me
and my words remain in you, ask whatever you wish, and it will be given
you. This is to my Father's glory, that you bear much fruit."
As a branch clinging to its vine,
dr. Nick
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