Hey Ski: how about finding a place where you can park your car (say a church or school or bank if they don't mind) and ride your bike the rest of the way to work . That way you can still ride your bike to work but don't have to deal with the icky traffic part. (although methinks once you start riding as a commuter that icky traffic part won't look quite so icky anymore)
Life should NOT be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in an attractive and well preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, champagne in one hand, strawberries in the other, body thoroughly used up, totally worn out and screaming: "Yeah Baby! What a Ride!"