I've been lifting since I was a teenager and I love it. I could just never get the food right on my own. So in August 2024, sitting at the worst shape I'd been in, I paid for an online coach. Big name, knew his stuff, genuinely good at the job.
I thought it would be simple. It wasn't.
Nutrition was one document. Training was a different document. Check-ins came whenever he remembered, twice one week and then nothing for two. And when I did send mine in, weight and photos and all of it, I'd hear nothing back. No confirmation, nothing. I never knew if he'd even opened it.
So there I am chasing my own coach for a schedule, keeping track of which document said what, wondering if the thing I just sent went anywhere. Being coached had turned into a part-time job, and I was the one working it.
Three months and I was done. Not because the coaching was bad, because it wasn't. Because everything around it was a mess.
That's the whole reason this exists. He didn't need a better program. He needed one place for all of it to live. One link a week for the client, one screen for the coach, and nobody guessing whether a check-in landed.
If he'd been using this, I'd probably still be paying him.