On troubled waters

Swam with a triathlon club at a lake in upstate NY last night. It's got buoys set up in a roughly half mile triangle. The triathlon is scheduled for this Saturday. So I figured, just 2 loops, but not enough time for 3 or 4 since I had to pick up my daughter at the airport later. I was not even a quarter mile into it when ominous looking clouds came over the horizon. On the third leg, still 200 yards from shore, a few drops came down, then a bit more, then a lot more, then freakin hail stones beating on my head with winds to produce a significant chop. As I turned my head to breath, the hail stung my face, so I had to switch to 4 stroke breathing. The lifeguards cleared the lake. I got out post-haste, but maybe a dozen people stayed in and kept going until the storm passed a half hour later. Lucky for all there was no lightening, but it was the sort of storm that could have produced some.