I wish. I worked in a major teaching hospital for eight years, and they never got used to my commuting habits. It was a high stress setting, and in addition to bike commuting, I'd take the stairs instead of the elevator and go for long walks on my lunch hour, to help shake off some of that stress.

So in some respects, I was the odd one out, but I could have cared less. Work was not a popularity contest for me, and my exercise habits were a coping mechanism for the stress and a way to keep myself fit simultaneously. Many, many times I looked forward to the bike commute home, even if the weather wasn't the greatest, as a way to decompress.