I’ve always been a firm believer that chocolate is the epitome of the phrase “life’s not fair.” The logic of chocolate is beyond me, as the math just never adds up. On average, it takes a maximum of five minutes to devour a bar of savory cocoa delight. These five minutes of fleeting bliss generally result in the ingestion of over 200 calories, which take a 40 minute walk to work off. Not only is that not fair, it’s just plain cruel.
Unfortunately, I am one of the many who disregard all logic and continue indulging in the sweet madness. I went through life perplexed by the injustice, yet never found the will to give up my Godiva, Galaxy or Ghraoui. My confusion ended, however, when I was exposed to the Chocolate-Love Theory.
In 1981, two New York psychopharmacologists (imagine their business cards), Donald Klein and Michael Liebowitz stumbled upon a theory while they were studying the chemistry of love. The scientists were working to identify love’s effect on the human brain and concluded that the “rush” that was felt during love was caused by a release of high levels of an amphetamine-like brain chemical called phenethylamine (PEA). The increase in PEA results in an almost intoxicating feeling, which we humans who have IQs of less than 170 tend to call “love”. After digging a little deeper, the scientists discovered the link that solves the chocolate mystery for me: Chocolate is chock-full of PEA (pun most definitely intended), and thus they hypothesized that people seek chocolate in order to emulate the effects of love.
It all makes perfect SENSE now! When else do humans forsake any semblance of logic besides during the consumption of chocolate? LOVE! Chocolate is that bad boy you know you should avoid like the plague, yet you find yourself being drawn to uncontrollably. Whirlwind romances of mere weeks with these dangerous men can result in months of pain, a reality which you can clearly forecast, yet willingly ignore. Of course, you will only end up hating yourself when those weeks come to a screeching halt, just like you will want to kick yourself when sweating the chocolate off on the treadmill. You thought it would be worth it, but hindsight is always in harsh disagreement.
I wish I could say that at least the calories are always easier to get rid of than heartbreak, but that would be a lie as those last few pesky pounds are often more difficult to get rid of than the memories of a bad relationship.
The irony of it all is that when going through heartache, we tend to eat more chocolate. Out of the frying pan and into the fire? I think so.
I’m telling you, there’s just no logic to either.
Unfortunately, I am one of the many who disregard all logic and continue indulging in the sweet madness. I went through life perplexed by the injustice, yet never found the will to give up my Godiva, Galaxy or Ghraoui. My confusion ended, however, when I was exposed to the Chocolate-Love Theory.
In 1981, two New York psychopharmacologists (imagine their business cards), Donald Klein and Michael Liebowitz stumbled upon a theory while they were studying the chemistry of love. The scientists were working to identify love’s effect on the human brain and concluded that the “rush” that was felt during love was caused by a release of high levels of an amphetamine-like brain chemical called phenethylamine (PEA). The increase in PEA results in an almost intoxicating feeling, which we humans who have IQs of less than 170 tend to call “love”. After digging a little deeper, the scientists discovered the link that solves the chocolate mystery for me: Chocolate is chock-full of PEA (pun most definitely intended), and thus they hypothesized that people seek chocolate in order to emulate the effects of love.
It all makes perfect SENSE now! When else do humans forsake any semblance of logic besides during the consumption of chocolate? LOVE! Chocolate is that bad boy you know you should avoid like the plague, yet you find yourself being drawn to uncontrollably. Whirlwind romances of mere weeks with these dangerous men can result in months of pain, a reality which you can clearly forecast, yet willingly ignore. Of course, you will only end up hating yourself when those weeks come to a screeching halt, just like you will want to kick yourself when sweating the chocolate off on the treadmill. You thought it would be worth it, but hindsight is always in harsh disagreement.
I wish I could say that at least the calories are always easier to get rid of than heartbreak, but that would be a lie as those last few pesky pounds are often more difficult to get rid of than the memories of a bad relationship.
The irony of it all is that when going through heartache, we tend to eat more chocolate. Out of the frying pan and into the fire? I think so.
I’m telling you, there’s just no logic to either.
3 comments:
Still gotta love chocolate :)
amen, sister!
you only know how chocolate tastes like when you have had it. before that its only the wrapper that makes you form your opinion. same goes for men. you gotta take your chances.
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