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Free Ticket

Saw this story recently and could not help thinking that I would not score one of those free tickets - but it would be a great to see more small public service give-aways like this one. If not a free ticket atleast a small discount or even reward points for effort. Same idea like Sweatcoin except it could be less intrusive. Little incentives like this one to make people get a bit more fit adds up when calculated across the population. 

Fitness always pays off and the Indian Railways, under its initiative to promote the culture of fitness among the people, wants you to save your hard earned money. As little as only thirty squats can get you a free platform ticket at the Anand Vihar railway station in the national capital now as part of the railways' Fit India initiative.

In a first-of-its-kind scheme, the Indian Railways has installed a squat machine at the Anand Vihar station and 30 squats in 180 seconds in front of the machine will generate a free platform ticket.

I can't see a lot of women availing this in Delhi but the idea is still meritorious. Would be interesting to see if anyone who would physically struggle to get to the finish line would bother to try or this would just be a fun thing for reasonably fit people to do. No reason why the experience cannot be gamified to create the right incentives for folks to push themselves out of their comfort zone. 

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