Swimming

I've gone swimming the last two days at the pool. My legs are sore, I'm breathing heavily throughout most of my time in the pool, and I always come out red faced. My boyfriend informed me tonight that he doesn't want to go swimming because he feels that it's something children do: go play in the pool. He says he's going to the gym to lose weight, not act like a little kid. I'm so effing pissed I could break something. I slammed the door on my way in, partially out of anger, partially because I had my gym bag, a huge purse and the food we brought home for dinner on me and couldn't as easily shut the door. He informed me that I don't own this house and I can get out if I'm going to slam things. I feel like a fricken two year old for losing my temper, but he's so condescending about my weight and everything else I do to try and lose weight. He hates my vlog on youtube. He constantly goes on about how he only cares about fat and sodium and my calorie counting is stupid. I don't think I'm stupid. I think I'm predisposed to having a lower metabolism and I have poor eating habits, typically brought on by feeling unworthy or bored. Anyway, cheers to another day at the gym and sticking to my calories. Hoping to finish the rest of my workout shortly.