Five years is a solid run for a pair of gloves, after which you'd expect them to be utterly thrashed. Not my Olympia 410s: They've survived the equivalent of two laps around the globe and all the nasty weather that would go with it. They've been drenched with sweat slogging through city traffic and flash-dried on a muffler after a cold, rainy ride in the mountains. They've suffered more mistreatment than any gloves should have to endure, let alone a bargain-priced $60 pair. Yet after all that punishment, they remain roadworthy.