Sentences with phrase «out of breath in»

vehicle accelerates briskly, with 99 percent of peak torque maintained from 2000 to 5000 rpm; however, the engine runs out of breath in the upper ranges.

The last thing I want is to be out of breath in the gym without enough energy to complete a 90 - minute workout.

So use anything that's gets you out of breath in a short period of time.

[pagebreak] «At first, I was out of breath in 15 minutes» I've now had diabetes for 15 years.

When she began feeling exhausted and easily out of breath in 2015, she thought it was the beginning of the end.

Aside from me being out of breath in 5 mins, it was a VERY smooth ride and I could literally push it with one finger!

Not exact matches

In the past three years, Guinness has seen world - record attempts spike 250 percent, but it's not because of crazy individuals growing out their fingernails or holding their breath.

In the wee hours of Tuesday morning in Nepal, Cory Richards was on the slope of Mount Everest, out of breath, under a nearly full mooIn the wee hours of Tuesday morning in Nepal, Cory Richards was on the slope of Mount Everest, out of breath, under a nearly full mooin Nepal, Cory Richards was on the slope of Mount Everest, out of breath, under a nearly full moon.

In hindsight, she remembers little other than her co-host, at one point, guiding her trembling hand out of a close - up shot, whereupon a producer in her ear coached her to «take deep breaths.&raquIn hindsight, she remembers little other than her co-host, at one point, guiding her trembling hand out of a close - up shot, whereupon a producer in her ear coached her to «take deep breaths.&raquin her ear coached her to «take deep breaths.»

The Chimera (have your pick of spellings) was a hideous hybrid: «lion - fronted and snake behind, a goat in the middle, and snorting out the breath of the terrible flame of bright fire.»

With winter fading into the distance, Avengers: Infinity War now in theaters, and the truth about Amazon's logo finally out in the open, we can take a big breath of fresh air and remember what makes us excited about life in the first place.

First we in Toronto finally booted out the Mayors Ford and got a different kind of Tory (the good kind, yes there is such a thing); now Alberta booted out Tories and brought in a breath of fresh air and hope with Notley.

Like the evolutionist that believes a fish walked out of the water and fins became legs so too our adaptation to reality without God leaves us unable to breath in the environment we came from.

It drifts like smoke or storms in like flashes of lightening - insight or takes our breath: we make love, we learn, we sing, we watch the stars come out, we care, we connect, we labour, we carry, we nurse, we cry, we dance, we witness restoration in a million tiny ways.

One of the desert fathers tells us, «To my mind there is no labour so great as prayer to God: for when one wishes to pray to God, the hostile demons make haste to interrupt the prayer, knowing that their sole hindrance is in this, a prayer poured out to God... Prayer is the burden of a mighty conflict to one's last breath.»

Similarly, the Hebrew word nephesh may best be translated «breath - soul,» as is clear, for example, in the early story of man's creation: Yahweh shaped man from dust out of the ground, and blew into his nostrils the breath of life, so that man became a nephesh — that is, an animated being.

I have seen several that did not believe in anything but THEIR own understand; once their last breath is was being exhaled... many call out on the name of God or curse him, however generally his name is mentioned.

I am ashamed of the way I judge those I deem judgmental, the way I stumble through my day without prayer, the way I issue praises to heaven in one breath and curse my brothers in the next, the way I talk a big game about loving others and then brush past the woman crying in the airport, the way cynicism seeps into my bones, the way I zone out in front of my wireless glowing mirror in a pathetic effort to avoid confronting it all.

Grace is a powerful thing but to live a life of non-repentance only to use the «get out of jail free card» in one's dying breath is a twisted concept that has been theologically exploited by Evangelicals in order to «get the numbers up» and provide family members of those who have died with a warm feeling that their loved one made the right choice at the end.

Theology (at least as I do it) is hardly serene, self - generated, or in control; it is barely able to get the ship in before the unexpected storm, or the clothes in out of the rain — and it is always gasping for breath!

which would run through his mind a hundred times together, until one day out of breath with retorting, «I will not, I will not,» he impulsively said, «Let him go if he will,» and this loss of the battle kept him in despair for over a year.

It drifts like smoke or storms in like flashes of lightening - insight or takes our breath; we make love, we learn, we sing, we watch the stars come out, we care, we connect, we labour, we carry, we nurse, we cry, we dance, we have these moments of transcendence, like the veil between heaven and earth is fluttering, we can't breathe for the loveliness of the world and each other, and just like that, we remember something.

We looking outside world for answer, who can close the eyes and detach themselves from the world and simply merge in the goodness and love in heart and feel the best what we have, never worry or argue the different name of God or argue who is superior or inferior, the people who argues never even know himself or herself and started defying anything which cant be define, We can answer the very question of God and super power, it is not complicated, close the eyes, breath deeply and start detaching yourself from outside world and stop controlling your body, your thoughts, your so called worldly knowledge, ego and just feel the power and light within, you sure will get answer, it wont be Christ, Krishna, Allah, Those names wont matter, You will merge into supreme strength, and peace, we will have answer then, IT IS IMPOSSIBLE TO FIND ANSWER LOOKING INSIDE OUT, WHEN ANSWER IS WITHIN,

When the Westboro Baptist Church came to my city, and I almost (accidentally) hit one with my car as the person ran in front of my car with a banner that said «Kill all the Gays»... I had to take a few deep breaths, so as not to go out and start something that would lead to trouble.

In the beginning, until they know better, I hope the voice of God breathes in my words to them: loved loved loved loved lovedlovedlovedloved thumping out a rhythm of belonging right into the ventricles of the breatIn the beginning, until they know better, I hope the voice of God breathes in my words to them: loved loved loved loved lovedlovedlovedloved thumping out a rhythm of belonging right into the ventricles of the breatin my words to them: loved loved loved loved lovedlovedlovedloved thumping out a rhythm of belonging right into the ventricles of the breath.

David after forty plus years in and out of churches hearing and reading even studying and dissecting (if that matters) For me, and that is the only one I ever speak for, if it is a song, a scripture that I may recall, a line in a movie or something one might share here, its only those that breath hope, light the way, give courage, inspire, and comfort to me as an individual that have meaning.

Isaiah 42:5 5 This is what the [true] God, Jehovah, has said, the Creator of the heavens and the Grand One stretching them out; the One laying out the earth and its produce, the One giving breath to the people on it, and spirit to those walking in it:

... [T] he breath as it passes in and out of my lungs from my mouth and throat fluctuates in its bodily relationship.

And you only say that kind of thing once someone actually points out your unjustified assertions of it being true, while in the same breath claiming that you only offer opinion?

Then with a glint in his eye, a tilt of his head, he let out his breath with a hearty, self - mocking laugh and a warm slap on my shoulder.

And this creation - faith is articulated in Israel always in terms analogous to the exodus experience of formation out of the lifeless ground of Egyptian slavery, animation by Yahweh's breath and Word in escape, and autonomy, unqualified save by the creator - creature relationship, in Canaan's productive environment.

As it stands now, however, it forms the climax and summary of a section constructed so as to illustrate simply and effectively God's conquest of the fundamental threats to Israel's existence in her first independently drawn breaths, immediately following her hazardous birth out of Egypt.

It never ceases to amaze me that people will denigrate others because they believe that there is a God who created — or guided the appearance of — man while in the same breath have their own faith in the appearance of a universe out of nothing with no cause and no source.

Laughing — yet again you fail, you sit here and you tell me in one breath that i'm wrong in dealing with absolutes, Yet My whole point in the previous post was to point out that I can't blame science for killing Billions of people because they created the bombs and guns to do so... Just like you can't blame Christianity for people using violence against others, it's the people not the ideology that caused the violence, and i believe that... for whatever reason you apparently missed that and tried to make me sound like i honestly blame science for killing billions... so... maybe you need some reading and comprehension classes... i du n no, just would appreciate if you're going to argue with me, that you actually read my responses.

In the creation story of Genesis; God shaped man out of the dust of the earth and animated him with divine breath.

I do try and fit in cardio alongside yoga and find that running can be hugely rewarding, often best with a buddy, and I have recently found a real joy in spinning, it's like a big sweaty party and just gets you moving and out of breath the right way.

Also, actively seeking out moments of quiet in my day — just a minute or two here and there, pausing maybe after you wash your hands in the bathroom, before starting up you car, etc - and taking a few deep breaths and thinking about how insignificant your problems truly are in the grand scheme of things, and how beautiful life is.

I arrived at the top, slightly out of breath, and drank in the view.

As I sit out of my porch with twilight long past, the darkness of the sky pure and unyielding, I breath in the night and hold it in my lungs until my chest aches.

The sweet vegetable aroma curled out of my oven as in a cartoon and filled my senses with every breath.

When I wake up in the morning next to Scott and unzip the tent, step out, and take that breath of fresh air.

There's nothing but this, the sun painting patterns onto the trail, the sound of my husbands steps behind me, my breath moving in and out of my lungs, cool water quenching my thirst.

An audience member seated nearby mentioned under his breath that if it becomes a viable cash crop, it may not be far - fetched to see low - producing vineyards pulled out in favor of a new cash crop, complete with appellation labels.

There's a lot of losing going on these days by politicians and everybody else out there, and I wish everyone would just step back, take a deep breath, and ask themselves a simple question: «What's in it for me if I don't make sacrifices?»

And he, much to the shock of vegetarians, liberals, animal - rights activists and grocery - store shoppers everywhere, makes an enthusiastic and palpable argument (palpable in that it is entertaining and well thought - out, albeit full of name - calling like «tofu breath») for the supposed ecological, physical and familial benefits of killing your own food (including growing your own veggies).

In summary of Harney Sushi's environmental ethos, the creed imprinted on the first page of the menu perhaps says it best: «Harney Sushi appeals to the growing population of sushi lovers who care enough about our planet to change the way they eat; they realize that consumerism, along with the public zeal for exotic seafood, is sucking the breath out of our oceans.

He was covered in sweat and slightly out of breath.

In clearing out more than a third of their roster, the Cavs get a fresh start and a chance to take a deep detoxifying breath.

The Chilean has been a breath of fresh air and his untiring energy galvanized the Gunners in the first half of the season when we had half our squad out injured.

Despite being aged just 33 (a stopper's prime), he's totally lost it... Casillas hasn't played consistently well for two seasons, and has often been left out of Real Madrid's league side as a result; yet he's still mentioned in the same breath as Manuel Neuer and Thibaut Courtois.