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Courage is facing being scared to death…then doing this.

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Courage is facing being scared to death…then doing this.
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“Courage is being scared to death, but saddling up anyway.”

Love that John Wayne quote. Does it resonate with you, too?

I’m far, far, far from the best horseman, but I saddled up and took my crowd control training with members of the Detroit Mounted Police right along with the rest of the guys on the Sanilac County Sheriff Posse.

I had languished on its waiting list for nearly two years before finally being approved and deputized in the Posse’s 20th anniversary year. I was its first and only female member the first three of the seven years I served.

The specialty day of training started that same spring, capping off the annual month of regular posse training each cold and wet April. Inspector Patrick H. Muscat, long-time head of the Detroit Mounted Police, plus DMP’s finest horse team, consisting of Buford ridden by an officer whose name escapes me, taught by example, stern encouragement, expertly putting us through our paces at the Sanilac County fairgrounds, never once implying we, or our mounts, weren’t up to the challenge.

You want us to do what?

Training with Detroit Mounted Police
Training challenged even the most seasoned horsemen. Free oats on the hood? No thank you.

Everything was challenging from the get-go. From getting our horses to willing nibble oats off the hood of a squad car flashing its lights, whirring its siren, and unexpectedly gunning its motor … to trying to stay calm while streams of assorted-sized pebbles tumbled down metal roofs bouncing off us as we trotted single file between the barns … to struggling to remember what each hand gesture and whistle blow meant while trying to stay and move in precise lines, transitioning into columns of various numbers, then into obliques during the “how to quickly move a crowd” sessions.

I knew learning hand and whistle commands were important because it’s near impossible to hear your squad leader issue commands over the roar of excited or angry crowds. New to me was learning what tear-gas does to horses. Not much 🙂 … which is why gas-mask wearing mounted police units are so helpful in dispersing dangerous rowdy mobs.  

DMP Inspector Muscat explaining the subtleties of effective crowd control.
DMP Inspector Muscat (far left) explaining the subtleties of effective crowd control. Officer Sergeant aboard Buford far right.

The Main Event

For our final test we had to ride through a smoke-filled indoor arena cluttered with all kinds of obstacles. There were old mattresses, a police car with siren wailing and lights flashing, fans blowing bits of newspaper about, flags flapping, piles of tires, cardboard boxes, and assorted paraphernalia hanging from roof rafters, none of which we could see from the open doorways.

Yet willingly we entered, all the while knowing at some point someone was going to throw a lit firecracker or two under you and your horse.

Talk about being scared

Three seasoned posse members quit that year before final training day, publicly citing wasting a space on its bylaw-limited 32 man roster with a woman (me) was more than they had signed on to deal with. A few men with even more seniority, including Kirk Clarkson who had sponsored my application, assured me in private those men were scared of the newly instituted, professional-level training and too worried their horses or pride would get hurt.

Perhaps there were elements of truth in both stories. It just made me more determined to try. I’d come too far not to. I was willing to fail. I was tired of being afraid of things. But especially, I was tired of not trying to do things that scared me.

Training surprises

During training we learned it wasn’t really about conquering our fears … or scaring our horses or putting them (or us) in danger … it was all about learning to trust ourselves and one another … my skills, my determination, my fellow posse members, the trainers, my own horse and, hopefully, upping their trust in me. If we’d done well, the circle of trust was strong. We understood what frightened us and learned to work with it and through it.

As individual riders, our number one job was to understand what our horse’s likely reaction was to as many different situations and scenarios as we could imagine and replicate. As a unit, we understood which teams of horse and rider were safe to assign to mingle closely within a crowd letting tiny tots holding sticky tubes of cotton candy reach up to pat a velvety nose, which could safely patrol the midway among its many carnival games, flashing neon lights, fast spinning screechy rides and screaming passengers, and which teams were better suited to directing incoming cars to open parking spots in the back lot far from the commotion and noise.

Over the years I passed the annual training with three different horses. The best (and longest serving with me) was my dear sweet and sensible, old 16.2 hand buckskin Quarter Horse, Echo. We were cleared to ride the midway and mingle with the most sensitive and small individuals and never-know-what-might-happen crowds.

We also proudly lead our unit in a couple parades because a flapping flag, bang snaps, and cheering mobs rarely fazed him and, just as important, he responded immediately to the gentliest hand, leg, or voice command … important when holding reins in one hand and a long, heavy, unwieldy flag pole in the other.

Deputy Kat riding Jimmy D
Sanilac Co. Sheriff Posse, Frankenmuth Parade, July 4, 1983.

Jimmy D, another Quarter Horse, was small, eventually did what was asked of him but nothing more, and while a pretty light caramel-colored chestnut had the personality of a stubborn barn door. I didn’t keep him long but he’s featured in some of my parade photos, plus in my only official Sheriff Posse volunteer deputy photo that used to hang in the Sanilac County Courthouse.

Then there was Piper, a beautiful, unusually high-spirited young dark chestnut Morgan gelding who easily spooked. We passed the month-long training okay. At least I was still in the saddle teeth clenched at the end of each day. But he was too jittery around crowds of people, sometimes surprised and frightened by his own shadow. He and I were relegated to the grassy back-forty parking field during the two annual county fairs.

He also pranced a full half block primarily on his hind legs on a 102 degree 4th of July to the Ooo’s and Ahh’s of the onlookers packed along M-83 that runs through historic Frankenmuth, Michigan, as it descended the steep slope towards the Cass River Bridge during the only parade in which I rode him. To his credit, Hyper Piper, as he was better known, was lovely to ride on long, lazy trail days practicing our search and rescue routines in the 4,000 acre Minden City State Game Area and Swamp.

Firecracker finishes

Finishing the firecracker obstacle course that first year remains one of my proudest and life-changing moments.

Hd no courage riding the Wild Mouse on Bob-Lo Island. Photo courtesy of  Boblo Island Amusement Part on Facebook.
The Wild Mouse on Bob-Lo Island. Photo courtesy of  Boblo Island Amusement Park on Facebook.

Until then I was too scared to ride even the tamest of roller coasters after braving the Wild Mouse on Bob-Lo Island when I was about eight, circa 1960. It was relatively tame then, and an absolute sleeper by today’s standards, but those 90 degree turns pitching the itty-bitty car in which I sat momentarily over the edge scared the bejeepers outta me.

Growing up I had avoided a myriad of potentially scary situations by simply being a “good girl”, willingly staying behind to hold the hand of a younger sibling too short to ride the roller coaster, or being too busy to go skiing with high school friends. 

Until I married a farmer at 18, got my first horse for my 28th birthday, and joined the posse, my horse-riding adventures were limited to short gallops along smooth, flat terrain, slow meanders up and down gently-sloping creek beds tightly gripping the saddle by holding reins and saddle horn with one hand and the cantle in back with the other, and always agreeing to “be stuck” with the oldest, pokiest horse at the riding stable.

Many things still scare me … but after learning to trust a process designed to help keep me and others challenged yet safe, I’ve been much more willing to face my fears head on than run and hide … or avoid altogether.

What scares you? 

And, more importantly, what are you doing to saddle up and work through it?

Let me know if you’d like some help. I can be your Inspector Muscat, someone to challenge and encourage you. Someone to help you learn to trust yourself, your talents, your skills, and lead you safely through what scares you in building a successful business. Click here and schedule a session with me today.

Keep rocking your unique path,

Kat

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  1. Kickass Website Coach says

    September 7, 2016 at 6:54 pm

    I love this story. Love it. Animals are our greatest allies in this world, I believe. I’ve rarely thought about mounted police and the training you must go through, let alone what the horses must go through. It’s pretty cool that tear gas doesn’t bother them.

    Oh, several things scare me, but I keep trying to do them anyway.

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    • Kat Sturtz says

      September 8, 2016 at 12:16 am

      Hi Jenn. Glad you took time to read about my experience and share your thoughts. Keep on trying!

      Reply
  2. Sue Fleckenstein says

    September 8, 2016 at 2:39 pm

    Love your story and it brings back tons of memories. We used to ride when we were younger every Saturday. As to what scares me, I remember being scared of actually being successful, especially with my first business venture. Not being sure of how you will manage if things actually went the way you wanted them too. I know if might sound silly but once I realised the fact that I was scared of success I was able to move forwards.

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    • Kat Sturtz says

      September 8, 2016 at 3:02 pm

      Oh, Sue, I certainly understand being worried and fearful of success! It certainly manifested itself differently for me than my fear of going fast and being out-of-control, but there are similarities, too, since having a fear of success is also being worried and fearful that you haven’t the skills, talent, fortitude, support, etc., to remain in control and keep up to speed as success grows.

      And, yes, once you realize … and can acknowledge the true source of a fear, it becomes much easier to move past them. Another one of those hidden barrier “elephants” I help clients find and move out of the way.

      Thanks so much for sharing your insights and experience, Sue!

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  3. Cindy Freeman says

    September 8, 2016 at 3:42 pm

    First I want to say “Yikes!” and then “Oh, what fun!” I have heard you mention the mounted police in a couple of different interviews recently and wondered when and where. This is an amazing story. I wanted to be a police officer at one time in my life, but my eyesight wouldn’t allow it. The mounted police would have been much more fun and I think less dangerous, although seems not much less scary with the training–especially with firecrackers being let off unexpectedly at my horse.

    So often in our lives there are things that we look at and say, “That is way to scary to even think about.” Other times, we look back and wonder, “How did I possibly do that when so many other things now would be less scary and I still won’t do them?” Fear does hold me back more often than I want to admit–a fear of success and will it change me, fear of what if someone doesn’t like my work, what if I do the work and they won’t pay, what if I don’t get the job because I am charging too much and I really need the job to eat this month. There are many reasons we (I) stop ourselves from doing things. As I read your story, I am reminded of the book “Feel the Fear and Do It Anyway” by Susan Jeffers. As I think of that and the story you shared, I realize that if I don’t face the fear, I won’t be any worse off than if I don’t and maybe, just maybe, I will be able to learn something about myself and if I am really lucky, I will find something great from doing it. Then if I am really lucky, next time that fear creeps up, I will be able to ignore it and just move forward. Thanks for sharing your story, Kat.

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    • Kat Sturtz says

      September 8, 2016 at 4:06 pm

      Hi Cindy. Thanks for sharing your own experiences and insights. We all have our private stories of things we’ve let limit us over the years. It really helps when we share them so others also realize the fears they have are just holding them back, but have held others back also.

      Interesting that you mentioned Susan Jeffers book. I have a copy of my bookshelf within sight of where I’m typing right now. I even recommended it in a previous post some years back.

      It’s still available here-> Just For Today: Face One Fear

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  4. Edward says

    September 8, 2016 at 8:39 pm

    Wow Kat what a inspiration! This is one kind of post I really love to read how others show there courage and how they moved along!

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    • Kat Sturtz says

      September 8, 2016 at 10:19 pm

      Thanks Edward. Glad you enjoyed it. Have you ever been really scared of anything?

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      • Edward says

        September 8, 2016 at 10:38 pm

        Yes I have been scared!

        I have been scared of Failer.
        I am also scared of riding a horse.
        Scared of losing my mom and my older brother and my other siblings.
        There is more about me being scared but those are on top of my head right now.

        All The Best
        Edward Haberthur

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