So, apparently moderate exercise is very helpful for my paroxetine-withdrawal-induced vertigo. Vigorous exercise, not so much.
I rode my bicycle today for the first time in forever (e.g., years), and while the thigh muscles burned on the incline, I was able to keep my heartrate down until the last uphill bit. Fine, right? Except. I arrived at our big department semester kick-off meeting still flushed. Like bright red. My body temperature is not being adequately regulated just now (and no doubt the perimenopause stuff ain't helping), so I guess I've got a good excuse for sticking to moderate exercise for a while.
And I will be walking to school for the foreseeable future. Takes a bit longer, but at least I don't look like a lobster. A lobster in need of a shower.