The post I know you have all been hanging out for, my first South American Crossfit experience at Tuluka, Buenos Aires.
After my 40 hour round the world journey I decided to experience a full day in BsAs (as the locals would write it) and head to this particular Xfit on the recommendation of a local Porteño (nope I’m not talking about the famous Surry Hills meat feast, this is actually a person who was born/lives in Buenos Aires).
This gym was very decently sized, great warehouse type feel but we were put on the waiting list because the class was so full! This should have been my first warning sign. Full for me back in Xfit Bondi was 12 people, when we had people lifting inside the rig. However, a class should be judged based on it’s coach to athlete ratio for technique and motivational reasons regardless of the space that a box offers. In Bondi even if we had the space (which everyone who walks in can attest that we don’t) they wouldn’t permit a 30:1 situation and you know why? Because they give a shit. I’ve written down a few clues that should have been dead giveaways that this box was not for me (polite way of saying that it was a terrible box, or maybe they were having an off day.. I hope).
When everyone talks over the coach
101. Have respect for your damn coach because they are there to coach you otherwise why would you come? This coach in particular gave a total of zero fucks however, so it would seem everyone was following suit.
When people start snatching like maniacs
I think its a great idea to add heaps of weight under time constraints (EMOM in this case) and go for a PB using poor form and technique (sense the Australian sarcasm coming through here). I don’t think the coach corrected one person the whole time, someone get these athletes to the games because there must have been a room full of Dottir’s and Mat Fraser’s that I was blind to.
Boxes like this give Xfit a bad rap and physio’s lots of business; good job.
When people openly admit to cheating reps
People giving up left right and centre on the WOD and confessing that they cheat reps as a general rule; not a great culture to walk in to. And on that note of culture, no high-5’s after a workout? You finish a workout for that sense of satisfaction and comradery that you have just all gone through the same shitty WOD together and survived. Yes high-5’s (or in South America a hand slap followed by a fist bump… NB. always look at what the locals are doing to avoid any embarrassment or confusion) are a necessary end to a workout between mates otherwise I would train alone.
BUT. This is all so negative and you need to take something good out of everything even when everything isn’t that good. I took away from this experience appreciating my coaches back home (even when they stop the class to make sure no-one’s conversation is more important than the movement he is explaining) and for teaching me humility, that I will happily regress my weight on the bar to get my technique right.
Alas, not all was bad in Crossfit in BsAs. The next day I stumbled across a little gem that made me feel like Taluka was an anomaly and all faith was restored once again in my journey to Crossfit across South America. Sit tight for the next post.