First Hot Tub - First Hot Cook

ok. we're gonna talk you off that ledge (the 'well done' one). friends don't let freinds overcook beef.

try (just try) pulling it off only 10 degrees cooler. not even medium, but medium well. go slow, baby steps!.
as fishless says, if it is a totally psychological issue, just turn the lights down a bit. eat by candle light. then, over tiem, you can crank it down to medium at least.

not trying to berate you for the path you are on, merely pointing to another path, not too far away, which leads to the best steak (even better than last night's).

literally and figuratively, go by degrees. decide one night that "ok, we'll see what this is all about", and try it ten degrees cooler. if you thought it was moist last night, wait til you try even moister, and more tender

i went out to lunch with my boss once. lunch with the boss was easily three times a week, 2 hours or more, and generally multi-beverage. one day, multi-beverages into lunch, we finally ordered. both got the exact same thing, a burger with cheese, and shrooms.

i ordered RARE. he shuddered, handed the menu to the waitress while he looked at me aghast and said "i dunno how you could eat such a thing. i'll have mine well, thanks".

they arrived, and i took a bite of mine. friggin-A. they way overcooked it. he takes a bite of his. "mmm mmmm mmm" and he's laffing at me because mine is screwed up but his is wonderful.

as he puts his down (half-eaten by now) to take a drink or somethin i spot that he has MY burger. it's purple in the middle. i tell him as much, and demand we do the switcheroo.
"no way" he says, "this is the best burger i ever had!". fast forward. we go there again, same order. he orders "well done" again. w/t/f, i ask? "sorry, man. i can't eat rare."

for one brief shining moment i had him.
hard to unlearn habits. especially bad ones!