a moment spent alone alone doing something i enjoyed

I returned home with my bulky bag and my stinking attire. My shirt was drenched in sweat and my back was aching from all the straining exercise I received from my sergeant in my co-curricular activity, national cadet corps. Unlike my many other friends, who usually bounced onto their beds as soon as they reached home, I decided to carry out the activity which I have most enjoyed ever since I was young. Grabbing my backpack, I headed to the place. Usually boys of my age, will be spending their time by either studying or hanging out at gaming centres. I however preferred swimming and i was heading to the swimming complex right then. I had been a plump boy since I was very young. Despite how much I exercised or how many diets I went on, my weight and size remained the same. I was the topic for mockery among my friends for my over sized shape. My 'disability' not only brought me shame but also proved to be a hurdle in my physical activities such as running and playing. My friends were not the only ones who thought of me as a shame: even I began hating myself for who I was. I would even hesitate to walk out of my house in the shame that the public may look down on me. I felt that i was alone and that I could not do anything properly: this was my basic thought until the day I started swimming. I first started swimming when my relatives brought me to the swimming complex. I felt very cold and uncomfortable the first time I entered the pool. But as time passed, I realised that swimming was fun. Since everyone is buoyant on water, it does not matter whether you are thin or fat when swimming. Since then, I have been constantly swimming. Unexpectedly, my interest in swimming has also benefited me. Ever since, I started swimming I began to get thinner and thinner. Soon after, I began being acknowledged by my friends and it felt as if light had begun shinning on my miserable life. As I reached the swimming pool that day, I wore my swimming trunks and got into the water. As I entered the water, a chill spread over my body. It was nice as when you are living in a country with a tropical climate, you are mostly exposed to hot temperature. After entering the water, I began doing what I was best at:swimming. After a few minutes, I stopped to catch my breadth. The scenery aroung the swimming pool was splendid and the atmosphere was quiet and peaceful. I then began thinking about my swimming exercises. Athough, I was not as fat as before, I still enjoy swimming. I have no logical reasoning on why I like swimming alone: Maybe I am just used to it. As the sun began to set, I got off from the pool and began walking to the toilet. The only thought that ran in my mind was when I was going to swim again.