Sentences with phrase «possibly do for your body»

That's actually one of the WORST things you could possibly do for your body (strange, yet true!)

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Funny how star gazing gives one awe and a sense of eternity and in my case it removes the hope of heaven... i.e. there is no heaven, just space with gazeous substance... a place where it is childish and absurd to think we are going when we die... Our solar system / galaxy seem empty of organic life altogether... actually inorganic seems to be the norm... so my faith struggle of the week is how can I possibly believe in after life... when reality shows me decomposition of all that we are, scientific observation does not allow room for a «spirit body» to rise and go in some nebulae... So why do I still need to believe despite this raw evidence... I drive me crazy sometimes...

On point like doing a weeks worth of crap all in one day and possibly running around like a mad woman trying to understand why I all of a sudden have a million ounces of energy running through my body to do everything I've been procrastinating for weeks.

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Fawcett is a body that campaigns for women's equality — so what could its November 19 Day of Action possibly have to do with giving boys the best start in life?

Also people always blame the diet for everything — a raw vegan diet brings out peoples weaknesses while they are detoxing, people who do nt understand detox and genetic weakness see these symtoms as the diet being wrong... WHAT could possibly be wrong with feeding your body with natural foods as they were made by nature, like every other animal on the planet...?

Just want to bring your attention to what is probably a typo in the water section above — I do nt think anyone could possibly drink half their body weight in water a day, for me that would be more than 30 litres!

pointed out that unlike virgin olive oil, coconut oil does not have a large body of evidence for its health claims (possibly due to a lack of coconut oil consumption in Europe and America until very recently)(24).

Oh, there's the brand of nudity that all of sudden Hollywood deems shocking (ie: nonsexual male nakedness intended to be comedic, as if we all don't know what men's bodies look like), there's copious, irresponsible consumption of alcohol and other mind - altering substances, there's even flirtation with the criminal elements of an urban environment possibly more organized for the benefit of criminals than the law - abiding.

This is an important command for those of you that will be hunting out of a blind when the birds are coming in and you don't want your dog to distract the birds and possibly scare them to another field or body of water.

Pet emergencies for which you should seek immediate medical care include difficulty breathing, bleeding (from any part of the body) that does not stop quickly with pressure alone, the appearance of a bloated, a distended or swollen abdomen, pain noted while touching the abdomen, major trauma (falls, car accidents, large wounds, possibly broken bones), and ingestion of toxic substances.

The pictures do not contradict this and, in fact, show a device that seems to have a textured plastic body with an aluminum frame on the sides to make it look like it has a bezel - free display, possibly to make room for all 5.8 inches of the very large display.

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.