It's amazing how tired you can get from only spending 80 minutes on the track! I was completely beat when I got home last night. I was so bad, I couldn't stay awake during the Simpsons
I'm actually not as sore as I usually get, but I attribute that to the fact that I wasn't driving as close to the limit. It took all day on Saturday just to shake off the rust, and Sunday was spent trying to fix a few things I had spend many weekends perfecting in the past, but forgotten how to do over the last year and a half.
Anyway, the car ran great and I managed to stay on the pavement the entire weekend. I think that alone makes for a good weekend!