WINDED

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 Dictionary entry overview: What does winded mean? 

• WINDED (adjective)
  The adjective WINDED has 1 sense:

1. breathing laboriously or convulsively

  Familiarity information: WINDED used as an adjective is very rare.

 Dictionary entry details 

• WINDED (adjective)

Sense 1

Meaning:

Breathing laboriously or convulsively

Synonyms:

blown; pursy; short-winded; winded

Similar:

breathless; dyspneal; dyspneic; dyspnoeal; dyspnoeic (not breathing or able to breathe except with difficulty)

 Context examples 

From to-day a child will be able to navigate a ship. No more long-winded calculations.

(The Sea-Wolf, by Jack London)

As Buck grew winded, Spitz took to rushing, and he kept him staggering for footing.

(The Call of the Wild, by Jack London)

My horse would have trotted to Clifton within the hour, if left to himself, and I have almost broke my arm with pulling him in to that cursed broken-winded jade's pace.

(Northanger Abbey, by Jane Austen)

Both men were a little winded, and their quick, high breathing, with the light patter of their feet as they danced round each other, blended into one continuous, long-drawn sound.

(Rodney Stone, by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle)

And so, young gentleman, he added, after a few moments' further rubbing of his chin, that you may not consider me long-winded as well as short-breathed, I believe that's all about it.

(David Copperfield, by Charles Dickens)

I heard a heavy puffing and blowing coming towards us, and soon Mr. Omer, shorter-winded than of yore, but not much older-looking, stood before me.

(David Copperfield, by Charles Dickens)

I looked out for Mr. Barkis, but he was not there; and instead of him a fat, short-winded, merry-looking, little old man in black, with rusty little bunches of ribbons at the knees of his breeches, black stockings, and a broad-brimmed hat, came puffing up to the coach window, and said: Master Copperfield?

(David Copperfield, by Charles Dickens)

No—Gatsby turned out all right at the end; it is what preyed on Gatsby, what foul dust floated in the wake of his dreams that temporarily closed out my interest in the abortive sorrows and short-winded elations of men.

(The Great Gatsby, by F. Scott Fitzgerald)