For about 6 months I drove 52 miles each way along A roads to work. It was surprisingly not that bad. Lovely countryside, good driving roads, reasonable car – not so bad at all. Having said that I was staying with my parents so they did all the required housework etc, and all I had to do was veg out in the evenings. And I wasn’t training then either. The real problem there tho was the way people drove. No traffic jams, but dozens of scumbag reps in flashy cars driving like utter dicks. And about one major accident a week too. The police took to leaving the smashed up burned out cars by the roadside for a while to remind everyone. It worked too, people were much calmer for a while after the accidents.
I wouldn’t do it now though, I have more of a life. But if I were faced with 20 miles on open country roads , I’d do it without too much worry.
Living right next to work is brilliant tho 🙂