I’ve just spent a few hours reading through all of the dieting / exercise / health / fitness blogs I follow… and there seems to be a bit of a theme peeking through.

So many of you / us seem to be exhausted; just OVER it all! And by that I mean dieting, exercise, weight loss… the general focus on our bodies and how we look and feel.

I know a few of us on my weight loss program have been having these discussions for a while. While it would be easy for me to blame my recent difficulties; father’s illness etc, I started struggling a week or so before he was hospitalised. Despite being SO SO SO motivated on this weight loss program first time around I felt stale. I hung in there for a while and my weight yo-yoed a bit and – quite frankly – has continued to do so. In fact I gained more weight in the last fortnight than I lost in the first six weeks of this round of my program.

But… never fear (for I am sure you were going to!), I’m not criticising the program I’m on and I’m not throwing in the towel. I’m not binge-eating chocolate and corn chips (okay, well, I may have done that yesterday!), I’m still committed to losing weight. I’m still dreaming of continued weight loss, getting into double digits and eventually to my goal or ideal weight. But… I’m tired of stressing about it. Quite frankly.

I have no answers (and this surprises you?!), but what I wanted to say to those reading this who are going through the same thing is that…. I hear ya! I’ve left numerous comments on bloggers’ posts over the last few days. Words of encouragement, I hope. I’ve told people to ‘hang in there’. Keep plodding along. Or Shufflin’ as LMFAO would suggest. I’ve had Twitter and Facebook conversations pondering whether we are all just tired – as one often is when the end of the year rolls around. We’ve wondered if we’re disillusioned, frustrated, or just stale. Perhaps we just need a break from a life when every waking moment is spent focussed on calories, exercise and numbers on the scale, tape measure or clothes’ tags (or is that just me?). I do like to think that tomorrow, or next week will roll around and I’ll suddenly not want to bury myself in comfort food, but rather exercise when I’m feeling sad or angry. Or happy for that matter.

Like I said, I don’t have any answers… and believe it or not, I’m actually not feeling overly angsty about my own state of affairs. For a change, I’m not worried about my blah-ness. I’m just going to go with the flow and not worry that I’m not feeling 100% committed to dieting and weight loss at this very point in time (perhaps yesterday’s karma post helped). In fact today from me there will be no whining or playing the victim and no pep talk. Rather, I just wanted anyone out there, going through this same crisis of confidence or lack of motivation to know, that you aren’t alone. There are more of us in the same boat, paddling along with tired yet functioning oars.