Man, what a great article. I know this kind of goes against Barnwell's advice of picking a strategy that is yours and yours alone, but Barnwell is probably the most similar human being to me that has ever written an article about losing 100+ lbs, being a male sports geek of almost the same age. So I'm going to rip off a ton of his strategies.
I was about 60 lbs overweight for most of my late teens and twenties, which was annoying but OK as I was in decent shape for my size due to rugby (and like an offensive tackle, some extra weight gives you more power in the front row). Then put on another 60 after I got married, stopped playing rugby, and stopped bartending. I'd always had some pride in never being over 300, and now I've been 300-325 for the past three years. I hate it and I hate it even more now that I'm 30. I tore a meniscus last year playing softball, which aches like fuck most of the time, and my back stiffens up in minutes once I lie down. I grew out of my Fred Perry polos, which I loved, and I have about 3-4 killer vintage baseball jerseys that are XXL and therefore too small for my belly. Right around the time I broke 300 was when I got fired from the job from hell, and the resulting combination of morbid obesity and unemployment (along with a disastrous ankle sprain due to falling off a curb) put me into a spiral of low self-confidence that lasted for at least two years. God, I even oversaw a person sitting next to me send a text to their friend complaining about this fat guy taking up all the space. My first reaction wasn't to get angry, but to cry. I don't think I've ever felt so mortified in my life.
I gave it a good shot in 2015 (and even lost about 15 lbs by the end of February) but my son was kryptonite for weight loss, although I did end up the year at 318, which was probably the first time in five years that I'd left the year with a lower weight than I started it. This year, I stupidly signed up for a half-marathon and I'm trying to give it my best shot, so the pressure of exercising regularly (or trying to - it's really hard with an infant) has forced me to confront my issues with compulsive eating. Like Barnwell, I am terrible at beating myself up for a slip and that's napalmed many diets in the past. But something does feel a bit different this year - between the half-marathon (which essentially gives me a deadline of mid-March to shape up to run 13 miles - I can run about 3 right now), the health issues (back, knee), and the fatigue due to carrying around this extra weight that I've never felt before, it's absolutely 100% time to get rid of this. Previous goals were just about losing the weight I'd gained in the past few years, because 60 lbs in 52 weeks sounds ridiculously doable. But I want to go for a home run this year - to end the year at 6'2",~200 lbs would be a dream come true, and I would be an immeasurably better person for it. So thanks for the extra inspiration, Bill.