I have an addiction to coffee.
I drink too much alcohol.

And now I know that I am addicted to sugar as well.

So I am doing a cold turkey (that sounds rather morbid) and laying off all of that stuff. That means no coffee, no alcohol and walking around hungry. Every time my energy levels go low and I get hungry I force myself to stay that way for a couple of hours at least. Then I can be certain that I am spending more energy than consuming. When I do it again I try to reduce the amount. With my exercise habits and this method I am basically never on top energy-wise.
Before I drank 4-6 cups of coffee each day. Now the lack of caffeine is making my head ache. Also for a long while I indulged myself on beer every day because of the home brew and dorm beer race. It came so far that it became a comfort and I would drink with no occasion at all. In comparison that is easy to skip but I think that it is the right thing to do at the moment. Maybe the reduced calories can help remove my small many-year old potbelly.
I have currently made it to day 5 and I am basically a zombie at the moment. Don’t know how long this will go on but I will at least continue as long as the head ache plagues me. If I see results on my manbelly maybe I will get so exited that I make it a habit to eat minimally, but I doubt it. Food is too awesome.
Update
This Saturday on the 6th day I ran 11.5 km to Lyngby and back solely on my fat diposits and will power. I recognized the feeling and strong compulsion to stop from my marathons. It was a very tough run for me, but the first definitive day of Spring and very beautiful indeed. I fixed my GPS watch in Lyngby and bought a new long-time friend: Notebook. After breakfast I could do no other than fall back asleep. After waking up every action that I made took thrice the normal time. The weight told me that I had lost 4 kg this past week and I actually think it is visible. My pants are a little bit wider than usual around my waist. After a couple of weeks I’m gonna look like this guy

Abs of steel
I spent the rest of the day at Thea’s parents place in Birkerød where I was served cream puffs and dinner. But I had a hunger that would not be sated and even though I ate triple the amount of the last couple of days I went to bed hungry.
Sunday, the 7th day, was almost biblical for me. It felt like complete restitution and being completely on top. I ate my late and small brunch with a cup of coffee and worked out in the basement. In the afternoon I went to Frederik to watch some Warhammer games and got another coffee and a cinnamon snail. I had a wonderful time there with Kim, Philip, Jon and Frederik. For the whole day my energy levels where high and I was very happy and motivated.
This whole business has so far been a weird cocktail of feelings and sensations and I look forward to find out what the next period will offer me. Today I start again on another tough week. Going like this I guess it will be possible to do for 3 weeks which was my initial goal. My only worries are that I lose too much protein mass before the pot belly is gone so I guess I need to be quick and effective. I start the day with a run with Patrick.