Around the middle of her body is growing back slowly.
They also found that TRIP - Br2 is significantly elevated in the visceral fat (the fat that accumulates
around the middle of the body which has more harmful effects than fat in other areas of the body) of obese people, especially those who store fat mostly in that area.
Not exact matches
The 1830s - era measure does not take into account a number
of key health factors, including overall
body fat, gender, muscle composition, or the amount
of fat you're carrying
around your
middle, also known as abdominal fat.
why do the priests play dress up and wear gown and hats and carry
around golden stuff and burn incense and ring bells and sing «let us proclaims the mystery
of the faith» and splash water on people and eat horrible tasting bread pretending its a human
body — sounds like some crazy
middle eastern cult
Instead
of remaining stationary in the
middle, Earth moved
around the sun just like the other
bodies.
This time
around, the minister suggested that a government funding
body review its support for an upcoming conference on prospects for peace in the
Middle East after pro-Israel groups complained that the list
of speakers favored the Palestinian position.
On the other hand, in the
middle hours
of the day in spring and summer, with 25 %
of the
body exposed,
around 10 minutes
of sun exposure at about 13:00 and 20 minutes from 15:00 to 17:00 would be sufficient to meet daily vitamin D requirements.
Sugary fare spikes your blood sugar, triggering a flood
of insulin through your
body, which over time encourages fat to accumulate
around your
middle.
«When kids have a little extra meat
around the
middle, their
bodies secrete chemicals that deposit fat cells in the
body that are harder to get rid
of later on,» Dr. Oz explains.
I have never been much overweight but because
of a chronic health problem and set backs, I was semi invalid for about 3 months and gained weight
around my
middle mostly and some, but not much on thighs, buttocks and noticed cellulite I did nt have before... but just attributed it to extra
body fat.
This can be adjusted to fit any
body type, and once the twist is made in the
middle of the back, you simply wrap the remaining straps
around the waist and tie at the back.
The boys hide the
body in an antique chest in the
middle of their posh apartment, then perversely arrange to hold a dinner party
around the chest, inviting the victim's family, friends and fiancee (Joan Chandler), as well as their intellectual role - model Stewart.
The racial and ethnic composition
of the student
bodies attending pilot elementary and
middle schools is similar to that at traditional BPS schools:
around 45 % black and 30 % Hispanic.
For example, the rear fascia
of the Talon featured a bumper cap with a dip in the
middle to allow for a high - mounted rear license plate; rear light clusters incorporating amber turn signals (the Eclipse used red turn signals); reverse lights as part
of the main rear tail light clusters (the Eclipse's reverse lights were mounted separately and lower
around the mid-mounted license plate); and a sickle - shaped rear spoiler for the TSi and TSi AWD version mounted at the base
of the rear window that was painted black regardless
of body color (the Eclipse used a
body colored, conventional «basket handle» spoiler mounted on the rear deck).
Basically, I was able to pull off quick scopes because it would automatically lock on right into the
middle of the
body after running
around corners, I found it hilarious.
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.