Sentences with phrase «clients of all ages and ability»

He has worked with athletes and general population clients of all ages and abilities on both exercise programs and soft tissue therapies.

Maintained a professional, safe, fun, and positive education experience for clients of all ages and ability levels.

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Our background in both culinary arts and education has lead us to having a superb track record and impressive list of clients which clearly speaks to our ability to engage students of all ages in the best cooking classes & camps in the Bay Area!

For the past seven years, Caroline has been teaching in studios and clinics across London, UK with a strong focus on physical rehabilitation, as well as working with clients of all ages, from all walks of life and athletic ability, and pre / post-natal exercise.

Roots of Integrity, Holistic Fitness & Wellness is a client centered, boutique studio offering Pilates, Yoga, and GYROTONIC training for individuals of all ages and ability levels.

Our staff encompasses a broad range of human differences and abilities including but not limited to: age, ethnicity, gender, geographic origin, race, faith, religion, and progressive values; and are committed to utilizing them to best serve our clients.

My ability to connect with family members of all ages and establish trusting relationships, along with my consistent mindfulness of my personal responses to clients, prepares me to thrive in this challenging position.

Ability to foster strong bonds with clients of all ages and backgrounds.

Roots of Integrity, Holistic Fitness & Wellness is a client centered, boutique studio offering Pilates, Yoga, and GYROTONIC training for individuals of all ages and ability levels.

My practice encompasses clients of all ages from children to seniors and uses a blend of beneficial therapy techniques that help to better understand how our pattern of thinking can affect our ability to lead healthy productive lives.»

Roots of Integrity, Holistic Fitness & Wellness is a client centered, boutique studio offering Pilates, Yoga, and GYROTONIC training for individuals of all ages and ability levels.

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.