Ashamed and idea

I am so ashamed of myself. So much food. I weighed myself this morning and I've gained a kilo. I hate, hate, hate myself.

This afternoon though I went to the lake in our town. Mum didn't understand why I insisted on wearing a shirt in the water over my swimmers. I swam out to the centre and back twice. I was so tired. The problem with swimming is that when you get tired its hard to stop and rest which I suppose is good because it makes you work more but I would rather not drown thank you.

I'm going to try and swim to the centre of the lake and back a couple of times a week. It takes about half an hour to walk to the lake, I didn't time swimming to the middle and back but I was adequately exhausted. And I can make easy money out of it because my dad has told me he'll pay me $10 a week if I take my mum on a walk a couple of times a week. He thinks she is too lazy. I suppose she is but she gets some exercise walking from her car to work(further than it sounds) and walking around the shopping centre. Oh well, it'll help her and me.