I've been thinking about what a lot of people here are saying--the context is key.
I grumble, to myself, about the 8 hour drive to my brother's family. But when he was engaged to now-SIL, he lived near me. The two of the alternated weekends driving to see each other. Eight hours after work on Friday, spend Saturday together and leave at noon on Sunday to get back home. To me, that seems like a lot of driving. But they were definitely more motivated than I am.
Public transportation makes a difference, too. If I can sit for an hour and read or do a puzzle or crochet on the bus or train, it's "my time" and goes by fairly quickly. If I have to drive for an hour, it is very definitely not "my time." Driving tires me out and can be stressful in and around Boston. At the end of an hour on public transit, I'm fine. At the end of an hour of driving in traffic, I'm a bit tired and cranky and stressed out.
When I moved from Boston to a rural area in another state, I found it interesting that people felt that a 15 minute drive after work, say to a restaurant or a friend's house for dinner, was "long." In Boson, we'd happily spend an hour on the T each way to get together.