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I was in no mood for a Flywheel spinning class last Sunday. It was pouring rain and I’d been running errands all day. But because of ClassPass’s pesky late fee, I didn’t have much choice.
On the drive there, I thought, “It’s a miracle I’m even going; I’m not giving this my all.” So at the end of class, I was shocked to see my score. It couldn’t be right – I’d crushed my personal best.
ClassPass’s late fee is a blessing in disguise. An extra hour of binging on Netflix isn’t worth $20 – which was all the motivation I needed.