I haven't logged to Slashdot in years, yet here I am just to answer this:
>They say to really know someone you need to walk 1000 miles in their shoes. Well, to really know what it's like to be overweight, you need to be overweight.
Congratulations, you found a former fatass. I was 116 kg (255 lbs) at 6'1" a year ago. I'm 82 kg now (180 lbs), still going to shed a few more pounds but otherwise normal weight.
You're full of it. Losing weight is now easier than ever, there's a bajillion apps that will count calories for you, track your activity, your BMR, everything. All I did was eat at a deficit and walk a bit. That's it.
If you looked at my MyFitnessPal logs, you'll find pizza, burgers, chocolate, chips, all the usual suspects (I've never been a fan of soda though, but I love chocolate, the more sugary the better). Only you'll find smaller portions of them. And not every day either.
What did I have when I was fat? Excuses, lazyness, and denial. "I'm not that fat" was the typical one. And maybe I wasn't, I dropped from size 38 to size 32 in pants, but I was carrying a good 75+ pounds of blubber.
The body may or may not be a simple machine, but it follows the laws of Thermodynamics to the T. I've been at a calorie deficit for a fucking year, and yet I have more energy than ever, and I'm in much better shape than when I started (or so my doctor claims).
Drop the excuses and move your ass.