Anyway, it was a good lesson to remind me to get over my anxiety: it's my dojo too, and my friends there are happy that I practice with them.
I nervously offered to replace his gi. He just laughed and said he'd throw me harder next time we practice. Joke's on him, though: he always throws hard anyway.
Except at aikido this morning I dripped purple sweat all over the mat, and stained both my own and the uchideshi's gis. That's bad!
Today is not actually my new year, but why miss an excuse to make and eat dumplings?