Did you ever read Arnold's autobiography? He tells this one story where him and a buddy would loaded their car up with weights,two chicks, and some food. They drove out to the woods, squatted until they puked, had sex, ate, and repeated all day long.
Compare that to the guy with 14 inch pencils who does two sets of concentration curls once a week and stares in the mirror wondering why they won't grow (I think it's a universal law that every gym has to have a guy like this).