You're probably like me. I'm a duffer. I'm the guy who tripped over the basketball trying to dribble in HS PE. My talents are that I'm smart and I don't give up. Analysis and follow-through. Over time, that becomes more important than physical talent for some simple things. I still can't catch a baseball. Aerobically, my analysis talent turned out to be more important than talent, too. I figured out how to train. Oh, I do have a skiing talent. Don't know what that's about, I'm just good about weight placement and balance. I also had an odd talent with Nordic skiing - I have a good sense of how hard I can kick without slipping. It's weird and I don't understand it, it just is.

Might have something to do with growing up in rural Fairbanks, where when I was like 10-14 y.o., in winter I'd leave the house in the morning on skis and come back hours later. TG my parents never knew or seemed to care what I did and where I went. I did the same thing on my bike in summer. So my talent is desire - a love of freedom. I got that from my mom. There's a famous text, The Freedom of the Hills, which later became my bible. I was always terrified of heights. The third rung on a ladder was scary, so in college, I took up rock climbing. I have a good memory of bawling my head off when I was having trouble making a move with lots of exposure. Cured myself of that fear. Later climbed in Yosemite - I was lousy at it but I loved it. Kinda the same with cycling. If one does enough of something, one gets better at it. As a kid, my mom made herself a pair of wings and jumped off the barn. Broke her arm, but she did it.