Sentences with phrase «avoid rush hour traffic»

To help reduce your stress, go over the safety suggestions on heavily congested areas, ask a family member or friend to drive for you or simply avoid the rush hour traffic times.

Increase the distance between you and the car in front of you, reduce speed if needed, and avoid rush hour traffic as much as possible.

But, because of the distance, I typically prefer lessons in the mornings or weekends to avoid rush hour traffic on I - 10, unless I have other students in your area at the time.

Also, if you can change your starting and ending times for work, you can avoid rush hour traffic and make for a more efficient and less frustrating commute.

I get to start getting back in better shape while also avoiding rush hour traffic after work.

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For many, the morning and evening rush hours are characterized by cramped carriages, traffic jams and doing their best to avoid eye contact with fellow commuters.

De Blasio sought to downplay his use of an NYPD helicopter to avoid rush - hour traffic between Brooklyn and Queens last Friday, saying his predecessors had used the travel method much more frequently.

Another way to reduce rush hour traffic is for employers to implement flex - time, which lets employees travel to and from work at off - peak traffic times to avoid rush hour.

Heart disease patients have been advised to avoid being outside during rush hour traffic in a paper published in European Heart Journal.

• Avoid walking and cycling in streets with high traffic intensity, particularly during rush hour traffic

«Heart disease patients advised to avoid being outside in rush hour traffic.»

Many of us get walloped by stress simply because we fail to identify and avoid predictable trouble spots, such as rush - hour traffic.

Try to avoid high - pollution areas at peak times (ie rush hour traffic), be mindful of the outdoors when there are smog or air advisories, and clean your indoor air with air filters, charcoal bags or air - purifying plants.

While we've all gone out of our way to avoid rush - hour traffic, few of us have probably been quite so successful at it as Julianne Cantarella.

In an effort to avoid rush - hour traffic, I turned the X5 M down a dirt road that in most vehicles feels nearly as smooth as pavement.

If you can, avoid rush hour, as sitting in traffic burns more gas and emits more pollutants.

Lots of rush hour traffic could probably be avoided by having cars communicate with each other and decide what's the most efficient way to use the road.

You might also want to avoid driving through rush hour traffic, through road works and at night, as all of these conditions also come with more car accidents.

But if so, at least your commute will be happening earlier in the day and you'll be avoiding the rush - hour traffic and crowds.

Sig Buster thought he was just showing relocating clients how to avoid the rush - hour traffic, but they ended up having to maneuver around a much more dangerous situation.

It went something like this: hotel check - in, locate room, locate wifi service, attempt connection to wifi, wonder why the connection is taking so long, try again, locate phone, call front desk, get told «the internet is broken for a while», decide to hot - spot the mobile phone because some emails really needed to be sent, go «la la la» about the roaming costs, locate iron, wonder why iron temperature dial just spins around and around, swear as iron spews water instead of steam, find reading glasses, curse middle - aged need for reading glasses, realise iron temperature dial is indecipherably in Chinese, decide ironing front of shirt is good enough when wearing jacket, order room service lunch, start shower, realise can't read impossible small toiletry bottle labels, damply retrieve glasses from near iron and successfully avoid shampooing hair with body lotion, change (into slightly damp shirt), retrieve glasses from shower, start teleconference, eat lunch, remember to mute phone, meet colleague in lobby at 1 pm, continue teleconference, get in taxi, endure 75 stop - start minutes to a inconveniently located client, watch unread emails climb over 150, continue to ignore roaming costs, regret tuna panini lunch choice as taxi warmth, stop - start juddering, jet - lag, guilt about unread emails and traffic fumes combine in a very unpleasant way, stumble out of over-warm taxi and almost catch hypothermia while trying to locate a very small client office in a very large anonymous business park, almost hug client with relief when they appear to escort us the last 50 metres, surprisingly have very positive client meeting (i.e. didn't throw up in the meeting), almost catch hypothermia again waiting for taxi which despite having two functioning GPS devices can't locate us on a main road, understand why as within 30 seconds we are almost rendered unconscious by the in - car exhaust fumes, discover that the taxi ride back to the CBD is even slower and more juddering at peak hour (and no, that was not a carbon monoxide induced hallucination), rescheduled the second client from 5 pm to 5.30, to 6 pm and finally 6.30 pm, killed time by drafting this guest blog (possibly carbon monoxide induced), watch unread emails climb higher, exit taxi and inhale relatively fresher air from kamikaze motor scooters, enter office and grumpily work with client until 9 pm, decline client's gracious offer of expensive dinner, noting it is already midnight my time, observe client fail to correctly set office alarm and endure high decibel «warning, warning» sounds that are clearly designed to send security rushing... soon... any second now... develop new form of nausea and headache from piercing, screeching, sounds - like - a-wailing-baby-please-please-make-it-stop-alarm, note the client is relishing the extra (free) time with us and is still talking about work, admire the client's ability to focus under extreme aural pressure, decide the client may be a little too work focussed, realise that I probably am too given I have just finished work at 9 pm... but then remember the 200 unread emails in my inbox and decide I can resolve that incongruency later (in a quieter space), become sure that there are only two possibilities — there are no security staff or they are deaf — while my colleague frantically tries to call someone who knows what to do, conclude after three calls that no - one does, and then finally someone finally does and... it stops.