I'd say only above 42 degrees, with the humidity thick as a blanket, will they delay a race here in Delhi. But honestly, I've run in 44 degrees at dawn because the air was dry—my lips cracked, but my legs remembered the route. We don't have the luxury of moving races; we adjust our bodies and carry an extra bottle. My training along the Yamuna, where the heat shimmers by 7 am, taught me it's the wet heat that truly tests the heart, not just the sun's number.
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