Context

Richard Burgess, elevated to run all BBC correspondents and reporters, while Jonathan Munro does The Big Job, attempts empathy in his latest monthly message celebrating the work of his team and encouraging them to yet greater heights. 

I'll let you judge Burgess's staff rapport quotient, with his introductory 150 words.

I guess it’s easy to take normal life for granted when you’re not in a war zone or a lockdown. 

I’ve started running again. God, I hate it. Whatever happened to that skip in my step at the height of lockdown when galloping round the park felt like some sort of liberation, a joyous release from the officially enforced purdah? Now it’s just an unremitting slog. Lumbering, more like BoJo than Flo-Jo (slightly dubious 80s reference there, but hey it rhymes…), it’s Chariots of Dire.

Maybe fitness and me just don’t mix. Last week I plummeted off my bike when a pedal snapped clean off. Who knew that could happen?! 

Before you send cards and flowers, I emerged with just cuts and bruises - and a limping gait if I try to run. See, there’s an upside to everything: I now have the perfect excuse for cancelling my park plod.