I can commute when I want and certainly I don’t ever commute when I have to — we have no mandated office attendance. I do a core set of “days” where I’m guaranteed to come in for lunch, at the very least.
I also come home early — dodging traffic — if the afternoon is looking like I won’t need to talk with anyone. Bunking off for the whole afternoon and doing a night shift of post-dinner to bedtime is also ultra productive, if the family let me, because of the laser focus I seem to get when there are very few people to distract me.
A short amount of light exercise away from the computer is so useful for the thought process that I’ve even commuted twice in the same day, though this is very rare.
Many of my colleagues have the same quality of life but a lot of them have also committed to fully- or mostly-remote, and you feel sorry for them being left behind. Too many decisions happen because they are either discussed in person, or ratified based on the relationships between people who see each other regularly.
Thinking back to my days of spending 2x 90 minutes on the 101 (the main highway in the Bay Area) makes me feel quite unwell.