You may or may not know that I am very into crossfit. Some people while traveling collect things such as paintings or magnets I, however, collect crossfit shirts. So far I have attended crossfit classes in Thailand, Malaysia, Singapore, Indonesia, and now Argentina. (I must admit I do collect scarfs and bracelets)

Before my experience in Argentina all of these classes have been taught in English. Here this was not the case. Everything was in Spanish and the instructors or other members didn’t speak any English– the perfect concoction.

Now, I can speak some Spanish. In most situations I can get my point across and generally under stand what some one is saying to me. Unfortunately, my Spanish is not good enough to understand everything. Therefor, in specific situations (such as crossfit) I have no idea what’s going on. I’m nervous to begin with (I don’t know these people, these people don’t know me!) then I begin to realize how much Spanish is currently happening (I was nervous enough and now I have to try and understand something! I have a hard enough time in English!). Throw four months of almost no crossfit and you find and really happy Cori.

Thankfully the people are very nice and although I ended up on the wrong side ( the class was divided into experience less than six months and more) (although this really wasn’t my fault- nothing’s ever my fault right?) the class went pretty well. The warm up was a bit rough as I stood and had to watch as everyone set up before I could understand what I needed to do, but afterwards it was find. We worked on push press (one of my favorite lifts) and then did three tabata of kettle bells, box jumps, and toes to bar (one of my least favorites).

The best part? The class was free! It always tastes better when it’s free.