With the vapid amount of Gamedays and Feta Bread orders these past few weeks, it is safe to say that it's time to put in some work. Not work in the sense of homework, because lord knows we do enough of that, but work as in the gym.

If you are anything like my friends and I then these past few weeks have gone by in a blur of gameday hotdogs, Cottage Inn, and pretty much anything unhealthy in sight. In light of these recent decisions we have started to make the gym happen.

However, getting up at 7:30 am and going to the gym is so easy task. But who would explain a struggle better than Charlie Kelly from Always Sunny in Philadelphia.

Without further ado, here is trying to be heathy explained by Charlie Kelly:

Day 1. You wake up at 9 pm from your post game nap surrounded by empty pizza boxes and still wearing your gameday face tat.

You look in the mirror and decide its time to get your life together. And after calling your friends and complaining for an hour, you all make a pack to get fit together

Next day you hit the gym and you're feeling great

That is until your friends decide to go out to dinner...

and the waiter brings out the bread...

But your friends stop you before you consume the entire basket because #friendship

So you're back on track

and killing the game

with only minor stumbles

but even the best fall down sometimes