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.