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It started as something I built for myself, then friends asked for a go. No investors and no data team. What you log stays on your phone.
Do one job properly, then get out of the way.
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Progress, prototypes and the occasional lift.
It started as something I built for myself, then friends asked for a go. No investors and no data team. What you log stays on your phone.
Do one job properly, then get out of the way.
Every tracker I tried wanted a login, a subscription, a social feed and a copy of my breakfast. I wanted one screen that tells me where I am today, and then leaves me alone.
So I built it for myself, kept going, and it became a small family of apps. Same rule for all of them: do one job properly, then get out of the way.
Your food log is a diary: when you eat, how much, how you slept, what your weight did last Tuesday. That is not data I want to hold, and it is certainly not data I want to sell.
Keeping it on your phone is the only version of that promise I can actually keep. The most I hold is an email address.
It started as a joke between gym friends and stuck. Daddy knows your numbers, reminds you to eat your protein, and does not gossip.
It also sets the tone. These apps are meant to be direct and a bit funny, not another dashboard scolding you in pastel.
Progress, prototypes and the occasional lift.