V3 ch150

We didn't eat first since we both recently had some oatmeal. We went directly to the cages and Zeke started me low. 

"We'll go at your pace."

I looked up at him. "You're going to stick with me?"

"I wouldn't leave you on your own." Zeke gave my shoulder a small pat. "Get your helmet on and go first. Do both sides."

I eagerly put on my helmet and got my bat out. I left my bag with Zeke and went inside the cage. I put the coin in and got to work. Hitting it back towards the machine like I used to. It was like hitting a reset button on myself. I did my left side first subconsciously, then my right. Even though it was slow, I could tell my right side was losing something off the edge. I frowned as I came out. 

"Feeling alright?" Zeke asked.