Wind’s a trickster, sure. I treat it like an opponent who can change tactics in a heartbeat. First thing, I brace the frame, keep my center low. Then I let the wind try to push me; I use its own force to drive my footwork. The key is timing—strike when the gusts pause, retreat when the roar swells. In a thunderstorm the chaos is a test of discipline; you learn to trust your instincts, move with the rhythm of the storm, and never let a single shock throw you off your game.