I will draw a discreet veil over the early morning antics in my house, though you might be able to guess if you're a regular visitor here. But then things got better. Apparently the latest thinking is that all you need for a long and healthy life is a brisk 20 minute walk every day, so I parked one mile from the venue to get in my quota for the two days. And it wasn't raining.
In fact it was one of those gloriously clear blue winter days that makes you want to whip out your cameraphone every few yards. So I did. Obviously that didn't help the brisk pace much, but still.
I even arrived at exactly the right time, Gandalf style, so there was no time to worry about being late, or panic about what it would be like.
It turned out that spending a morning meeting and catching up with some of Ireland's friendliest bloggers was just the break that I needed. Normally I hate anything that even sniffs of networking, but the organisers had made it very easy: we were all squashed into a fairly small room with coffee and cakes on one side and photo opportunities on another, so it was not possible to enjoy either without chatting to someone. So I did that too.
Disclosure: I wasn't asked to write this, but I was offered lots and lots of CAKE to attend.
So I totally ignored my New Year health plans and felt very cheerful indeed. Anyway, I walked it off, didn't I?