Had I been a dancer, the one skill or characteristic I would have yearned for would be speed.
I am fairly tall. I have fairly long arms and legs and a relatively short torso. If you subscribed to somatyping, I would be closest to an ectomorph. Which means I have fine bones and less muscle than other body types. I am also supposed to have a certain flexibility and speed.
And I do have speed, but only in one direction. I was a bit of a sprinter and long jumper in primary school before becoming a bit too cool for school sport. When I dance, I can accelerate and cover distances quickly. I love the locomotor section of the dance class where I can zoom from corner to corner, feeling like I can fly! Velocity and momentum all good!
But get me in a jazz class and I go to water. I can only coordinate movements at 1/2 speed, if I’m lucky. Changing direction swiftly and adroitly, or achieving quick multi-body-part coordinations are just ideas that I can’t put into action. An elephant in the room in more ways than one.
If my life or well-being depended on developing this skill, could I do it? I’m sure with practice I would improve. But I could also work on developing those skills and techniques that suit the way my body is constructed, thus achieving the technical and aesthetic realisation of my own blueprint.