Well, growing up, bodybuilders (as I know them today) weren't around. However, the first people I saw live (up close and personal), as far as guys having BIG muscles is concerned, were pro wrestlers.
It was 1989. My buddy and I had ring-side seats to a then-WWF events in Orlando, FL. I remember one sloppy wrestler came to the ring: Bad News Brown. Even though the crowd was booing, we were all excited. That excitement was because we knew who Brown's opponent would be, the WWF Champion, HULK HOGAN.
The "Real American" music plays; the ring announcer makes the introduction; and out of the shadows comes the LARGEST HUMAN BEING I'd ever seen before in my life. My neck cramped from looking up (and I do mean UP) to the guy. Here came the man, Hulk Hogan, wearing a big, yellow T-shirt and a shiny championship belt.
This dude has muscles I didn't even know existed. He was GIGANTIC. From that point forward, I was psyched up about getting big. I knew I couldn't reach Hogan's size; but I wanted to pile as much muscle on my bony frame as I could. I went nuts in the gym the next day (now sporting my "Hulk Rules" bandana). I knew I'd be stiff as a board and miserably sore later. But, I didn't care; I was hooked.