Escaping the atrocious British weather was incentive enough, but a week of controlled meals, intense exercise and early starts has certainly been worth it. Having committed post-LA carb-o-cide in a major way, and with a new TV series about to go into production, I needed to shape up, and thanks to Danni and her team, I've certainly improved. Now I just need to avoid the leftover Easter eggs...
In between kettle bell classes and carrot juices, I of course have kept my eye on what's been happening in the world of showbiz.
The casting couch is well and truly open for business it seems, with news that Britney Spears is allegedly being courted for The X Factor USA. Now THAT'S a signing I'd like to see come off. Following his marriage split and despite his camp denying the rumours, will Ronan Keating relocate to Australia for their sister show for good?
And the news fresh from the Beeb's camp is that after much persuasion, Darcey Bussell is to replace Alesha Dixon on the Strictly judging panel in September. Now the jury is out as to whether or not the famous ballet dancer will be worth her reported £100k fee, but she's beautiful, classy and knows her stuff. And so BBC. My early misgivings of her perhaps being a tad dull I hope are not founded.
Now I say this with my head hidden under my coat in mock embarrassment, as it's on to my guilty pleasure for this week, and hot off the back of their sell out reunion tour, Sky Living's Steps: On the Road Again.
It's been well documented that the fivesome have been less than complimentary about each other following their acrimonious split ten years ago, and last year's documentary aimed at reuniting the feuding group, surprise surprise, sparked the idea to reform once more to restore friendships, thank fans, and do what they do best; entertain.
Or in other words, whack on the neon spandex and milk a shed load of cash from an arena tour, rerelease the old material with an Ultimate Collection title, and record the obligatory one-off 'album only' cover track to convince the nostalgic sucker fans they've got something new.
I mock, but guess what, you're LOOKING at that 'sucker' right here. Yep, I've got the new album on my gym MP3 player, AND I've taken my nieces to see them on tour under the guise that Auntie Anna was doing so under sufferance. One look at my flailing arms vaguely resembling the iconic 'Tragedy' move was enough to blow my cover as a secret Steps fan.
So last week we joined the group as they attempted to pick up the pieces of yesteryear and embarked on their 2012 tour. But as we saw, a lot can happen in ten years, and with kids, husbands, fiancés, surrogacies and even different continents getting in the way, the cracks were plain to see.
The overall impression is that no-one really seems to want to do it. Claire, Lisa, Faye, H and Lee all seem so reluctant, cautious and downright unhappy at the prospect of reforming, no matter how brief it may be.
With Lisa in (constant!) tears at missing her children to the point she won't leave Dubai, Faye preferring her 'normal' life up north, Lee having better things to do during important decision-making, H having taken one heck of a chill pill, and with Claire looking constantly miserable at the thought of getting match fit again ("some people like to go on a treadmill, I like to eat pizza"), one wonders how on earth they are going to pull it off.
Ah, but with the help of their wily manger, some clever styling and a top notch choreographer in Gareth Walker (who I worked with last year on ITV's Sing If You Can and is not only the nicest bloke, but the BEST at throwing shapes), they'll somehow manage to put their obvious differences to one side. After all, the show must go on and with the promise of some serious ££, I'm sure they'll be able to grin and bear it.
He then followed in the footsteps of previous distinguished Oxford Union guest speakers Winston Churchill, Johnny Depp and err... his ex-wife Jordan. Peter's female fans verdict: "There's more to him than a six pack." Ironically that's exactly what the 'inspired' lads sitting through the same Q&A were reaching for in their local offy straight after. Missed the point?
And the butt-kissing 'yes, Lord Sugar', 'no, Lord Sugar', 'three bags full, Lord Sugar' over on The Apprentice had reached all-new levels of cringe. With the world's cuisine for their taking, last week's task of flogging high-quality street food ended up as beef casserole with Smash, and Morrisons Value pasta. Brilliant!