Mrs. gmac (I call her Kim) did her bachelors in clinical nutrition. When my Dad died, I got concerned for my own mortality so she made me a diet and I lost 60 lbs. But then I realized I was too awesome to die early so I quit following it and gained most of it back. I don't prescribe to any diet plan. I'm a firm believer in balance and common sense. There is no bad food, just too much of any one food. You are welcome to disagree. It's just what I think.
I am reluctant to start dieting again. When I lost weight before it sucked. Seriously it sucked big time. I measured everything, calculated how much I could eat etc. It's not a fun way to live. And did I feel better? To be honest, not really. My golf game went to crap because my swing was all screwed up, my back felt better for sure, and I didn't have heart burn that much anymore but I can't say I felt way better because I didn't feel that bad before. But, that was 12 years ago and now that I'm 41, I can see that things are different.
I lifted weights a lot when I was younger. I mean a real lot. I was pressing 350 when I was 14 (I also weighed 240). I wrestled in University at 280 and I've stayed about the same ever since but my muscle/fat ratio has change slightly (OK, changed a lot). To be honest, I'm not interested in lifting weights although I think I should get them out for the boys. My 12 year old is almost 6 feet tall and very skinny but he swims competitively so we can't get enough food into him to put on a lb (last weekend he swam 5 km on Saturday alone and swims about 20 km a week). I think a bit of iron would be good for him.
Or, I could just say "screw the whole thing", grab some homebrew and go fishing but who wants to be happy?