I think I'm ready to revive this.  I still struggle with the beast.  And, being married has made it worse rather than better.

My doc insists I must lose weight or the odds are I'll die young.  I now have two young children (that's the update, I guess).  I've been married almost 7 years.

I do think when you get married you become a composite of lifestyles.  She gets some of your lifestyle and I got some of hers.  I now sit at 311 pounds (although doc said it was 326.8 - but that appears to be in error).

My wife virtually forbid the exercise I used to do because it meant less attention for her and she felt like our relationship suffered.  She's also consistently said that I don't need to be that regimented about things, and "no one needs to work out that much."  Through the marriage I've conceded the point.  But, now I'm taking a stand and saying no.

She also fails to see any connection, whatsoever, to my weight gain and her cooking.  Just no connection.  Incidentally, she's gained weight through the marriage too.  WE're not nearly as active as we once were, as the kids keep us constantly on the go.

We do have a treadmill which I use regularly though.

Incidentally, recently I started to outgrow the suits I've worn over the past four years (oh, another correlation.  For the past four years I've had a greater >50 mile commute due to a transfer at the office).

more numbers to follow.  Just dipping my toe into this public/private forum.