I hate to be the one to break the news to the Generation X'ers, but their grandfolks, and maybe even their folks, used to have to roll down the window by hand and stick
their left arm up, out or down to signify an intention to turn right, left or stop - an effort that was even less fun when it was raining or snowing.
Using the luggage as resistance and for support, reach
your left arm up overhead to fully extend the left side of the body.
If your left hand is at your hip crease, free the bind and lengthen
your left arm up.
Inhale and cartwheel
your left arm up and over your head, creating a nice opening in the left ribs.
Reach
the left arm up to the ceiling with the palm facing forward.
Bring legs up to 90 degrees; crunch upper and lower body while lifting
left arm up and then lowering it forward until it's in line with torso (B).
So, if you're kneeling on your right leg, lift
your left arm up past your left ear.
As you find balance, square your hips forward and lift
your left arm up and point the fingers in the direction of your forward gaze.
Stay here, or straighten
your left arm up to the ceiling, making one long arm from your extended left fingertips to your grounded right hand.
Reach
your left arm up overhead.
Then slowly bring your elbow down to your right knee and inhale while moving
the left arm up towards the ceiling.
Inhale and feel some lightness in the side body; exhale and bend at the waist, dropping the right palm down to the lower right leg and stretching
the left arm up, palm facing downward.
Lift and lengthen the sides of the rib cage and extend
your left arm up.
The goal is to never let them come to rest, but if you're a beginner, do so in between reps.. From this starting position, crunch up, bringing your right leg straight up into the air as you bring
your left arm up and across your body to touch that right foot (get as close as you can — it's ok if you don't actually make contact).
For this variation, take
the left arm up towards the sky as in Triangle pose.
Keeping your eyes on the kettlebell, reposition
your left arm up over your head flat against the floor.
Once you've found a stable position, press your upper - right arm into your knee as you rotate your torso and bring
your left arm up overhead.
Lift
your left arm up overhead along the ground and gaze over to the right.
Place your right hand on your right hip and extend
your left arm up alongside your ear.
Pressing your pelvis towards the floor, on inhalation bring
your left arm up over to the back of the ear.
On an inhale, bend the knees, and raise
the left arm up and reach over your head.
Inhale and extend
the left arm up toward the ceiling; use the pull of the left arm to draw the left side of the chest up and away from the right arm.
On the next inhale, send your belly forward with knees still bent and reach
your left arm up.
Lift hips and extend
left arm up (A).
Take your right elbow to your right thigh and on your exhale, reach
your left arm up and over your right leg.
Bend your right knee slightly as you push the ground away and extend
your left arm up to the sky.
Lift yourÂ
left arm up then lean forward as far as you can, threading the left arm inside the left thigh and back behind you.
Once you find stability, open the torso to the left side of the space and extend
the left arm up to the sky.
Not exact matches
NECK Raise your
left arm and place hand at base of neck so the elbow sticks
up like you're about to do a biceps curl.
In February 2016, as he
left a supermarket,
armed men pulled
up and told Arredondo to climb into a white van.
But May is also facing pressure from the many pro-Remain lawmakers in her ranks, who are
up in
arms over a new «EU Withdrawal» bill that will effectively allow the government sweeping powers to change laws already in force without consulting parliament, once the U.K.
leaves the EU.
Raise your body
up by straightening and lengthening the waist so that you are balanced on your
left forearm and the bottom of your
left foot; once balanced, lift
arm up.»
One day, an archetype of a gym rat — shaved head, cutoff shirt, veins in his
arms like ropes — was doing side - to - side pull -
ups: hands close together, looking along the bar rather than facing it, pulling
up and alternating bringing his head above the bar on the right side and then the
left.
Armed with every bit of relevant information from the buyer's interactive journey, the salesperson doesn't miss a beat — picking
up the personal dialogue right where the digital one
left off.
The Trump administration has
left the issue of
arming teachers
up to states and local communities
My experience and observation is that the church is a safe haven for abuse, manipulation, control, bullying, and strong -
armed tactics that chew people
up and spit them out,
leaving countless voiceless victims in its wake.
The Parents should be
up in
arms and
leaving said churches.
But some Bunyan, writing Pilgrim's Progress in a prison where it was so damp that, as he cried, «The moss did verily grow upon mine eyebrows»; some Kernahan, born without
arms and legs, but by sheer grit fighting his way
up until he sat in the House of Commons; some Henry M. Stanley, born in a workhouse and buried in Westminster Abbey; some Dante, his Beatrice dead, he himself an exile from the city of his love, distilling all his agony into a song that became the «voice of ten silent centuries», or some more obscure and humble life close at hand where handicaps have been mastered, griefs have been built into character, disappointments have been turned into trellises, not
left a bare, unsightly thing — such incarnations of fortitude and faith have infectious power.
If we subtracted from his doing this action the fact that his
arm goes
up, we would have
left over, e.g., «Wanting to show the author of this paper that he is wrong.»
There is no moderate
armed opposition
left so any regime change would just open
up the situation to another Iraq, another Libya - that's the last thing they want.»
He props himself
up on an elbow and takes it in, my
arms around them both, their whisperings about dancing trees and snow forts, plans for breakfast and pleas for back scratches, the way I am on my
left side because of the weight of new life coming soon.
The merman has lifted her
up in his
arms, Agnes twines about his neck, with her whole soul she trustingly abandons herself to the stronger one; he already stands upon the brink, he leans over the sea, about to plunge into it with his prey — then Agnes looks at him once more, not timidly, not doubtingly, not proud of her good fortune, not intoxicated by pleasure, but with absolute faith in him, with absolute humility, like the lowly flower she conceived herself to be; by this look she entrusts to him with absolute confidence her whole fate — and, behold, the sea roars no more, its voice is mute, nature's passion which is the merman's strength
leaves him in the lurch, a dead calm ensues — and still Agnes continues to look at him thus.
I probably should have taken
up arms half a century ago, but I shall do what I can with the years I have
left.
Meanwhile, those who have
left are just living in the freedom they've been given in Christ, and are blissfully unaware that people like French are all
up in
arms over their absence in the first place.
Go into the parking lot on any given day and you will see: College students lugging heavy cases of bottled water, men in wife - beaters with their brown
left arms hanging out the windows of their souped -
up pick -
up trucks, women in cotton dresses driving a team of horses to the hitching rail (yes, our Wal - Mart has a hitching rail).
The kids usually
leave with smears of berry juice all over their face and
up and down their
arms.
Sadly, any experimenting will have to wait a while though, as I'm currently nursing a fractured
left elbow and banged -
up right
arm from a mountain biking spill two weeks ago, and any mixing, beating, kneading, rolling, piping and other lovely baking actions are currently off limits — but I can still drool over lemon layer cake recipes
While the fiber in oats can make them more filling, I still find that bellying
up to a bowl of plain oats only
leaves me gnawing my
arm off an hour later.
The pitcher draws
up hisright leg, windmills his
left arm and opens his hand.