So I came up with a very simple rule: one kid at a time in the trampoline and I were to see two, I'd disassemble the trampoline (and as the kid saw me assembling it, she knew I meant business).
But yup a hole in the ground to lower it sounds like a good idea too: that and a rule of one kid at a time.
A trampoline can be endless fun for kids. I got one for free from my neighbor (who was very happy to get rid of it) and a few years later I ended up giving it away when I moved.
Though obviously this is CYA, because same label exists on trampolines sized for 1 kid and those sized for 10 kids.
Also honestly jumping alone is not as fun as jumping in a group.
I thought "don't get a pool because kids drown in them all the time."
My friend told me that kids actually drown in the grandparents' pool, not their home pool.
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They did later add a sump pump, because most of the years rain happens over a small number of very wet storms, and it can take a while to gravity drain out several inches of rain we'll often get in a single storm. (Our record from before they had the trampoline was 12 inches of rain in just over 24 hours, but that was an especially strong El Niño year, but we'll probably be getting another one soon.)
Same with pitbulls. Like "neat you hid it from your insurance company, boy you sure showed them!" They are going to be so super sad to cash all of your premium checks for years and THEN pay out $0 on the liability claim when fido rips a kids face off.
... And yet. I wonder. I can remember the feeling of freedom and joy in my body as a child, joy in movement itself that I have never recaptured in any meaningful way no matter how I ever tried to motivate myself to exercise...
Swimming is also dangerous, but is considered a very healthy and useful activity and skill. I could see a similar cost/benefit analysis for trampolines and other gymnastic equipment.
Any sort of gymnastics practice, even without a trampoline, gives you a very similar feeling.
You can get there surprisingly quickly and casually if you haven't lifted weights in a long time or ever.
I'm someone who suffers from major reluctance to exercise. To be more specific - the first thirty minutes of exercise are hell, always. Doesn't matter how long I've been doing an activity. It feels like the first time. Exhaustion, fatigue whatever.
This basically means stuff like jogging is out, since it takes so long to get over the hump each time my motivation to do it can't be maintained.
Recently (in my late forties), inspired by some friends who go regularly, I've started attending a weight lifting centred gym near my house.
The cardio I do at the beginning and end of each workout is still hell. But the weight lifting itself really is quite freeing, and it's wonderful to see your strength go (gradually up). It's great also to discover my legs are much stronger than I'd have expected (after years of riding a fixie), despite my arms being flimsy noodles.
However, everyone I know who had a trampoline did break a bone on it.
Some of those ended in permanent, life long injuries. It isn't always just a few months in a cast.
Swimming has more deaths than trampolines do, but not nearly as many serious injuries.