Roan’s trampoline has taken a beating since last year. Just before they stopped using it over winter, about 4 springs popped off, and 3 more are ready to go any time. Now that the weather is nice again, he’s dying to get me on there with him, but since it’s only rated for 300lbs (I think), I’m skeptical of jumping on it.
He decided to try and fix the problem so I would hopefully get on with him. He used one of the old springs, a tent peg he found in the yard, and a bunch of plasticine.
And here’s how he looked when I told him we couldn’t jump on it still. If we had trampoline rated plasticine, or maybe some Mighty Putty, I’d have probably given it a shot. Until then, no fat dudes on the tramp.
