I’ve been going to the same spin class at my gym for almost a year now – twice a week, same instructor and most of the time the same people participating. This past Thursday I realized I have no clue what anyone’s name is…including my instructor. Okay, that already sounds snobby, bitchy or whatever you want to call it. Number one, I don’t like to talk while I’m in the workout zone…I’m kicking my own ass so I don’t need distractions. Number two, well I guess I don’t have a number two. I’ve come to the realization that I need to be a lot more social.

I’ve never been good at starting conversations with new people. I was the child who wouldn’t let her parents move to a neighboring city because I was nervous about having to switch schools and make all new friends. In college it’s easy (even for the people who aren’t good with branching out). Everyone is there for the same reasons, to have fun and do the occasional studying. But after graduation it’s a different story. You’re now in this big world with all types of people. Your circle of friends dwindles down to just a select few and it becomes hard to get out there and mingle. I’ve realized this is an awful excuse and I’ve decided to turn a new leaf. I am going to be a social butterfly…introduce myself to new people, remember their names (yes, I can never remember names either) and put myself out there.

Jayme, repeat after me: I will branch out and meet new people…. I will no longer ostracize myself from new conversations….. I will start remembering people’s names when they introduce themselves. Now, first order of business, what is the lady’s name who kicks my butt in spin class every week…