>For the gloves, my recommended technique is:
> (1) Put the gloves on.
> (2) Wearing the gloves, wash your hands with saddle soap.
> (Use warm water, but NOT hot.)
> (3) Keep the gloves on until they're completely dry.
I don't know about anybody else, but as long as I am wearing the
glvoe, it will *never* be completely dry. I sweat too much. I always
bring two or three gloves to a competition, because after two rough
pools, a glove is soaked through and starts to get slippery (I can
judge how well I'm doing by how many gloves I go through in a
My hands sweat so much that I simply don't make much effort to save my
gloves. I never buy the top-priced gloves, because no matter how good
they are I'm guaranteed to destroy them.
Same thing with lames. I have one that has lasted me quite a while now
-- the rinsing in water trick helps. And I also unfasten the neck of
my lame between every bout, to get it away from my neck. The neck is
where mine always go bad.
And as long as I'm talking about sweat.... :-)
Because of my profuse and corrosive perspiration, I seem to have a lot
more trouble with blade corrosion than some other people. Oh, how I
envied my teammate, Csaga Hovanyi, back at Ohio State. Her blades were
always so shiny and bright! I swear her sweat was less corrosive than
Anybody have any suggestions for keeping blades from rusting? I wipe
mine down, but I am loath to oil them, because I am afraid of what the
oil will do to the glue on the wire -- I have enough problems with
wires lifting out as it is. I am also worried that oil will get all
over my nice fencing whites or will get in and gum up my tip.
I tried acid-bluing on a couple blades, like you would do wiht a gun
barrel, just as a lark. But the additional corrision resistance was
minimal, and I have this vague impression that it made those two
blades more brittle. (I, too, have noticed that blades, both maraging
and non, seem to break more often these days. I had one blade that
lasted me three varsity seasons at Ohio State before breaking. Now I
feel lucky if a blade makes it through a whole year -- and I don't
fence with anywhere near the frequency that I did then.
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Hazel: "Don't be silly, it's only the light of the sunset." -- Watership Down