Trampoline Trials

Hey, it’s me again, Bob from Bayside Burgers. If you thought that trying to squeeze a table tennis table into our modest living space was an adventure, hold onto your spatulas. The kids – T, G and L – decided that we needed a trampoline. Yes, you read that right. A backyard trampoline.

Now, the logical among you may be thinking, “But Bob, you don’t have a backyard.” And you’d be right. Our apartment is snug enough without adding a bouncing monstrosity into the mix. But the pleading eyes of the kids somehow managed to convince me that it was a great idea. After all, why have peace and quiet when you could have the constant boing of a trampoline in your living room, right?

So off I went, searching for a business from which I could buy fitness equipment online in Australia. We found a deal on backyard trampolines with delivery, and before you know it, the thing was at our door.

And just like that, we officially became the proud owners of home gym equipment, a table tennis table, and a trampoline, with not an inch of our apartment to spare. Our once-cozy living room transformed into a jungle of exercise gear, where every step threatened a stubbed toe or worse.

The table tennis table? That became our coffee table, leading to many interesting dinner conversations and a couple of lost peas that rolled under the net. As for the trampoline, it found its place in the kitchen, serving as an impromptu dining table. We’ve had some memorable family dinners bouncing around the mac and cheese.

But all good things must come to an end. After a few weeks of living like a band of circus performers, we all agreed it was time to reclaim our apartment. We decided to sell all the equipment, a decision that was surprisingly easier than convincing L we didn’t need a ping-pong table for a bed.

So there you have it, folks, my tale of fitness equipment frenzy. The moral of the story? Never underestimate the power of kids and their ability to turn your life upside down (sometimes literally). Until next time, keep those burgers flippin’, and your feet firmly on the ground.

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