Just like the analogy of a snowball rolling down a hill covered in fluffy frozen water, a streak produces a culmination of positive (and in some scenarios negative) results.
The feeling of continuing the streak without missing a beat is one of the most satisfying feelings ever felt.
Satisfaction is a poor substitute.
It’s an ADDICTION.
You do one, then you do another.
Before you know it you’ve done 100 pushups, written 100 words or spent 7 straight days having dinner with your family every night.
Maybe a streak is a habit in disguise?
One thing is for certain, it feels damn good to have a cross on every day of a calendar.