The answer to your question is YES — my body feels like it's been hit by the bat of Yankees player Hideki Matsui — over and over ... and over again. Besides that, day two of my non-official FMX comeback went surprisingly well! I'm not going to get into the details like I did on day one, but I'll try to fill you in on what went down today without boring you.

Red Bull Ammo Camp Day 2

Day two started off with an early Drake McElroy-led riders meeting at the Red Bull hospitality rig, which then turned into a video review session from the footage shot yesterday. Red Bull hired a videographer to film the entire camp so the riders can then watch the footage to analyze their riding and tricks. Since this obviously didn't involve me (due to me not pulling any tricks on day one), I decided to get a head start and warm up on the non-death-defying-sized jumps. I picked up where I left off on Drake McElroy's Honda CR250 (two-stroke), but for some reason I felt out of control on the thing. Since Red Bull had two Honda CRF250's and two CRF450's, I decided to give the four-stroke a shot in an attempt to smooth out my riding. After spinning a few laps on it and hitting some of the smaller jumps, I realized that the CRF250 four-stroke was the bike for me. As kindly as possible, I informed Drake that his bike sucks and that I'd be riding Red Bull's CRF250 for the rest of the Ammo Camp.

While Drake continued schooling Keith Sayers, Lance Coury, Jack Rowe and Jeff Fehr, I decided to ditch school and hit the ramp on the new bike just to get it over with. I made a few test runs, but I quickly realized that it may be a bit underpowered, so I had the on-site staff (Yes, the Red Bull Compound has a full-time on-site maintenance staff!) move the ramp up three feet. After a few quick test runs, I hit the baby and it was on from that point. I must've hit it over 50 times, just getting the feeling back, but I decided that I'd save my tricks for day three.

After lunchtime, Drake's pre-planned camp schedule called for an afternoon foam pit session. First off, let me tell you that the foam pit at the Red Bull Compound is the most high tech, state of the art foam pit in the world. Local boy Lance Coury kicked off the foam pit sesh, followed by Jeff Fehr, Keith Sayers and myself ... yes, myself. I don't know what special powers Drake McElroy has over me, but when he tells me to do something, I just do it. Maybe because I know that he wouldn't tell me to do anything that would kill me. So, yeah, I hit the freakin' thing. 80 feet, second gear pinned, straight jump with no flip or anything fancy and it was probably one of the most exhilarating things I've done on a dirt bike. Since the pit is so massive and high tech, it honestly felt like I jumped into a group of clouds.

Red Bull Ammo Camp Day 2 Reflection

Two down and two to go. Today was fairly progressive for me, especially since I found a bike that I feel comfortable on. As I'm projecting, tomorrow will be the day the limbs begin flying off the bike. Kiss of Death? Tweak Air? Hart Attack? Who knows ... I'll be happy if I even remember how to take my feet off the foot pegs.

Thanks again for all your support and I'll see you tomorrow! Also, the reason for lack of photos and video is because I don't want to show you photos of me unless I'm getting absolutely sick, so if all goes well, expect to see some bangers from Garth Milan tomorrow or Thursday.