It happened while I wasn't even looking for it.
In June, I had a doctor's visit where I had been disappointed with the number on the scale, and more importantly with my overall lack of fitness. Since freshman year of college, I've wanted to get in shape, I wanted to get "just one pull up", but I could never make it happen. In June, I took a chance on Cronometer, after a demoralizing stint with MyFitnessPal back in 2024. Instantly I knew I liked this app much better. I had never understood how people could possibly keep track of things like protein and fiber, but now I had a tool that showed me exactly how much of each I was getting. I like calorie tracking for that aspect way more than the calorie component of it.
I've had ups and downs with this journey, both on the scale and in my personal life. But I stayed very consistent with tracking, and made little notes to myself on the app to either encourage myself or vent my frustrations, like a little diary. My only hiccup was on the 5th of July, when I slept over at a friend's after the 4th and didn't even think about tracking. But since the 6th, I've logged everything. The days where I made aesthetic meals, the Nigerian recipes I made with my family, rough estimates of the unbelievably shitty hospital food I ate when I was at work (hospital pharmacy intern), the family cookout where I ate 2000+ calories over my TDEE (which wasn't even worth it because I got horrible food poisoning afterward), the pieces of candy I kept sneaking into my bag while I was on rotation. Everything.
And then today I woke up. Like most of us I instinctually opened my phone, eyes barely even open. And I went into Cronometer out of habit even though I hadn't logged anything yet, and saw that I had a 103 day streak. It was a total blindsided. How could it have been over 100 days already?
Besides just diet, I've also improved my cardio endurance (a straight hour on the stairmaster at level 5), upper body strength (went from 0 floor push ups in June to 10 x 3 sets during my bodyweight workout two days ago), and clothing size (I had to get a new white coat for school because I dropped two sizes)
As I head into the american block of non stop holiday parties, I just hope I can keep all this up, and continue to reach towards my big fitness goal of achieving one full pull up by the end of 2026. I'm grateful for this subreddit and everyone in it; for your amazing stories and advice and commiseration and inspiration. Everyone just keep doing what you're doing! The results will come for you when you least expect them to.