For Lent, I came up with the bright idea to give up chocolate. Now I’m in no way catholic. No offense to those individuals out there who practice such a religion, to each their own. I won’t get into any sort of religious debate because this blog is meant for entertainment. I don’t doist as the Catholics do, difference of opinion. All I will say is I participated in Lent pretty much to see if I could go a full 40 days without chocolate. It doesn’t sound so difficult, but let me tell you it was.

The first day I did fine. No chocolate in sight, all was well. That night I came home to the smell of freshly baked brownies cooling on the counter. My roommate had the brilliant idea to cook them, forgetting my vow. It was torture, pure and simple. Over the next few weeks the torture became progressively worse, especially with parties and social gatherings. My friend’s birthday was the worst. There was this glorious chocolate cake with fudge frosting. I swear it actually taunted me at one point.

I managed to make it the full 40 days, and that Good Friday I splurged like you wouldn’t believe. Chocolate cheesecake with oreo cookie crust, smothered in chocolate sauce. Oh yes. Ohhhhh yes.

So that was my experience with Lent. I’m not sure if giving up something for 40 days is such a great idea. It’s like when you starve yourself and splurge later. If I hadn’t given it up, perhaps I would have just eaten a little, instead of gobbling down a giant piece of cake later. It’s sort of my dieting philosophy. Eat what you crave, in small portions. If you have a really strong craving, you’re not going to be satisfied until you eat what you’re craving. So everything in moderation, and then work out accordingly. If you’re going to indulge in that amazing piece of pie, well then you better get your butt on the treadmill! I guess I better get to jogging!

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