I did it again.

I foam rolled.

I planked.

I stretched.

I know, I specifically said I was not going to do these things, but sometimes they just happen. I dragged myself out of bed for a spin class this morning, and I got there painfully early to make sure I signed up for a bike.

As always, I was the second person to sign up. I really need to learn to chill like the rest of the world…or at least the rest of the Friday morning spinners.

So then I had about half an hour with the gym as my playground. I couldn’t find swings or a slide, so I opted for a foam roller instead.

Definitely not as fun.

I also thought to myself, “Hey Ali, you claim you’re going to do this 5-minute plank thing at some point in 2012, but you’ve never even tried to hold a plank for longer than two minutes at a time. Why don’t you put some effort forth today, you lazy little cop out?”

And so I did.

Thank you handy phone timer for keeping me accountable while planking.

Could I have held it even longer than that? Yup. But I got bored. So I did some side planks and other things, and eventually I did a 45-minute spin class which was fine and uneventful.

Now here we are. Good morning! Also, this happened yesterday:

Check that out.

Status: Accepted. In case you missed that.

November 4, 2012. New York City Marathon. According to the instant depletion of my checking account funds, it’s safe to say that yes, I’m In.

Next let’s talk about random personal facts.

We have this column in the magazine I work for that always makes me smile. A dancer fills out a survey in his or her own handwriting, and then we scan those answers into the pages of the magazine. One of the questions we always ask is, “What’s something most people don’t know about you?” The answers are often fantastic, ranging from “I have a collection of funky earrings” to “I’m secretly a Zumba instructor” to “I keep a body stashed in the trunk of my car at all times.”

Except maybe not that last one so much.

Because today is Friday and my brain has turned to mush, I thought that instead of writing out my deep thoughts — I do have a few of them, I swear — I would present to you some Random Ali Facts That You May Not Have Known Before. In return, I want some random facts about you, because that’s how we all get to know each other.

Here goes:

I go to sleep with socks on but I always wake up barefoot. I never remember taking them off, I think I just kick them off in my sleep. Whenever I change my sheets, I inevitably find a pile of socks at the bottom of the bed.

I am completely repulsed by the smell of baby powder. It’s one of my least favorite things ever. The idea of baby powder also freaks me out. Ick.

I love cleaning my ears with Q-Tips even though I know it’s supposedly bad for me. Whatever. Bring on the ear infection. I think it’s fun.

I have to make my bed within minutes of getting up. I’m super laid back. Totally chill. And also a touch OCD, if you hadn’t figured that out already.

This is my bed. It is always made.

I really love brushing my teeth. Sometimes at night, I’ll start brushing my teeth, and then I’ll sit at my computer while brushing them, and then I’ll watch some TV. I think 10 minutes goes by and I’m still brushing. I love it. It’s fun.

I am weirded out by bald dudes with beards. What is that?

“Made to order sandwiches” stress me out. I always panic trying to decide what to order. I’m a very indecisive human and it drives me crazy. If I’m at a deli or something, ordering sandwiches with someone, I will always want to try a bite of their sandwich, and I’ll always be jealous of it. But I won’t order the same thing. I make no sense.

If I discover a typo on a restaurant menu, I immediately discredit the food and assume it sucks. Because clearly if you can’t spell you can’t cook, right? That makes sense? And really, restaurant, you think that I should order the “Sandwhich” or the “Fetuchine Bolonese?” Not gonna happen. Good bread basket, though.

Spell this however you want, though. I'll order it.

I have never had a cup of coffee. Or a pickle. Or ketchup. Whenever people discover this, they immediately attempt to get me to try one of those things. Because yes, after 26 years of not eating those foods that gross me out, I’m instantly going to do it just because you asked. False.

I don’t always wash my fruit before I eat it. Fine, I’m gross. Whatever.

I don’t know how most songs end because I’m way too spastic to listen to a full song start to finish. From what I’ve been told, some songs fade out at the end and others have a big, dramatic conclusion. I only hear the last few notes of any given song when they come on at the gym.

It drives me completely nuts when I sneeze and no one says “bless you.” You know, because I’m so religious and stuff. Sometimes if I sneeze at work and no one says it, I’ll GChat my college roommate and she’ll give me the online blessing.

I have no idea why I should care about Klout. My Twitter feed is consistently clogged with people letting me know they got a “+K on their Klout score.” Congratulations? I don’t really know what to do with that information. Feel free to fill me in.

I think Renee Zellweger is painfully annoying. Why did she get cast in the movie version of Chicago? Why??? (I realize that was about a decade ago, but I’m still annoyed.)

Next up on my T0-Do list: Spend some quality time with some quality friends.

Did you hear? Lauren got engaged. I wonder if that's the face she made when her now-fiance proposed. Probably.

TELL ME A RANDOM FACT ABOUT YOURSELF! Bonus points if it’s something creepy or hilarious.